Ninja

Under the pale moonlight, the ninja moved without a sound. His name was Kuro, a shadow among shadows, trained since childhood to be unseen. The rooftops were his paths, the night his ally.

Tonight, his mission was simple: retrieve a stolen scroll hidden deep inside the enemy fortress. Guards patrolled the walls, but Kuro slipped past them like the wind, his black cloak blending into the darkness. When a lantern flickered too close, he froze, breathing slow, heart steady, until danger passed.

Inside the tower, he found the scroll resting on a stone altar. As he reached for it, an alarm rang out. Steel flashed. Kuro drew his blade, not to fight, but to escape. With a smoke bomb and a leap through an open window, he vanished into the night.

By dawn, the scroll was returned to its rightful place, and the village slept peacefully. No one saw the ninja, but everyone felt the safety he left behind.

It’s a nice print, but you have to be patient when removing the supports. The supports on the hair were difficult to remove.