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kh_drabble*stumbles in* Er...hello, all. I'm Lindsay, Linds, Lindskaba, and I discovered this community tonight during a fit of insomnia and creative stagnation. I was a huge fan of Kingdom Hearts so many years ago when it first came out, and the wonderful, amazing, beautiful second game has recently re-sparked my interest. So since I was awake anyway, I figured why not try and write something for the current challenge? So, um, anyway, here we go.
Title: To The Dawn
Word Count: 352
Challenge: [067] Irony
Notes: The DI trio. Irony is subtle here.
Spoilers: Takes place after KH2, so I suppose there could be. *shrugs*
The raft has remained. While, so many years ago, its three captains fell blindly into unknown worlds cast oceans away, the tiny wooden vessel waited steadfastly in the familiar sand, and was still waiting when the children-turned-adults returned world-weary and hungry for home. Since then, it has been a comforting reminder to those unlikely travelers of the things they used to dream of, its dormancy a testimony to the serendipitous way in which they finally realized those dreams.
One morning, in that twilit time just before dawn when night and day pass each other for an instant in the sky, it is pulled roughly from its idleness on the shore and into the water, where it finally tastes the salt sea it was built for. A single form climbs aboard, not the expected three, and the old wood creaks threateningly against the weight of his adult-sized body. Eventually it settles, and the form dips his paddle into the water.
From a shore close by, two others stand and watch vigilantly as the raft moves slowly into the open ocean. “Just watching him go makes my heart ache,” the girl whispers, placing a hand to her chest.
“He’ll be back,” her companion affirms, bringing his arms around her smaller form.
“Why does he leave again?” she wonders aloud, her bottomless eyes wavering against the prickling of tears. “He’s seen it already; we all have.”
“I think,” the other clarifies, pressing his chin into her scarlet hair, “that he’s leaving to see it from another angle.”
“From the view of the light?” she asks.
“Maybe...” he replies quietly, and his eyes turn with a sudden understanding to the sky. “No... From the view of the dawn.”
As they speak, the sky is blooming citrus, and the figures of the lone captain and his vessel are painted dark against it. The sun rises and sends its radiance across his hair, which suddenly lights up silver in a way it never had before. Aqua eyes catch the light, and he looks daringly into the dawn, his heart guiding him towards it and into the unknown beyond.
So um...yeah...there it is. If you can't tell I am NERVOUS so please be kind! (I like constructive crit, but for some reason I have an aversion to bashing, dunno why that is) Thank you for reading,
Lindsay.
Title: To The Dawn
Word Count: 352
Challenge: [067] Irony
Notes: The DI trio. Irony is subtle here.
Spoilers: Takes place after KH2, so I suppose there could be. *shrugs*
The raft has remained. While, so many years ago, its three captains fell blindly into unknown worlds cast oceans away, the tiny wooden vessel waited steadfastly in the familiar sand, and was still waiting when the children-turned-adults returned world-weary and hungry for home. Since then, it has been a comforting reminder to those unlikely travelers of the things they used to dream of, its dormancy a testimony to the serendipitous way in which they finally realized those dreams.
One morning, in that twilit time just before dawn when night and day pass each other for an instant in the sky, it is pulled roughly from its idleness on the shore and into the water, where it finally tastes the salt sea it was built for. A single form climbs aboard, not the expected three, and the old wood creaks threateningly against the weight of his adult-sized body. Eventually it settles, and the form dips his paddle into the water.
From a shore close by, two others stand and watch vigilantly as the raft moves slowly into the open ocean. “Just watching him go makes my heart ache,” the girl whispers, placing a hand to her chest.
“He’ll be back,” her companion affirms, bringing his arms around her smaller form.
“Why does he leave again?” she wonders aloud, her bottomless eyes wavering against the prickling of tears. “He’s seen it already; we all have.”
“I think,” the other clarifies, pressing his chin into her scarlet hair, “that he’s leaving to see it from another angle.”
“From the view of the light?” she asks.
“Maybe...” he replies quietly, and his eyes turn with a sudden understanding to the sky. “No... From the view of the dawn.”
As they speak, the sky is blooming citrus, and the figures of the lone captain and his vessel are painted dark against it. The sun rises and sends its radiance across his hair, which suddenly lights up silver in a way it never had before. Aqua eyes catch the light, and he looks daringly into the dawn, his heart guiding him towards it and into the unknown beyond.
So um...yeah...there it is. If you can't tell I am NERVOUS so please be kind! (I like constructive crit, but for some reason I have an aversion to bashing, dunno why that is) Thank you for reading,
Lindsay.
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