[91] Invincible
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kh_drabbleChallenge: [91.] Invincible
Word Count: 172
Title: Overrated
Notes: Another Roxas-themed entry. I'd appreciate your thoughts. :]
Roxas felt different from the moment he could feel anything.
But he couldn't figure it out- he never could feel previous, and yet the hollow, empty feeling remained.
Xemnas told him he didn't have a heart. That meant nothing to Roxas. His mind breezed over the fact like the wind over a short, grassy meadow. Xemnas also said that Roxas was invincible to the emotions that could corrupt a person, make them vulnerable. He liked that at first.
However, he began to figure it out.
The words became slimy and pulled his mind into an oozing, bubbling bind until he was left to rock back and forth, cradling himself with one hand, clutching the empty void in his chest with the other. The void that could never be filled.
She noticed this.
She had overheard the Superior's words, just as the others had. She was like them. A snake under a blanket of those she had wasted. An unassuming, disguising blanket.
She placed her fingers gingerly on his cold shoulders for a brief moment and whispered, "invincibility is overrated."
Word Count: 172
Title: Overrated
Notes: Another Roxas-themed entry. I'd appreciate your thoughts. :]
Roxas felt different from the moment he could feel anything.
But he couldn't figure it out- he never could feel previous, and yet the hollow, empty feeling remained.
Xemnas told him he didn't have a heart. That meant nothing to Roxas. His mind breezed over the fact like the wind over a short, grassy meadow. Xemnas also said that Roxas was invincible to the emotions that could corrupt a person, make them vulnerable. He liked that at first.
However, he began to figure it out.
The words became slimy and pulled his mind into an oozing, bubbling bind until he was left to rock back and forth, cradling himself with one hand, clutching the empty void in his chest with the other. The void that could never be filled.
She noticed this.
She had overheard the Superior's words, just as the others had. She was like them. A snake under a blanket of those she had wasted. An unassuming, disguising blanket.
She placed her fingers gingerly on his cold shoulders for a brief moment and whispered, "invincibility is overrated."
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Date: 2007-01-17 10:42 pm (UTC)All in all, this rocks! Great job!