[95.] Poison
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Challenge: [95.] Poison
Title: Lovely
Word Count: 151
Notes: Riku centric, with Riku being attracted to the darkness. I'll leave it up to you to determine at which time it takes place. [It really doesn't have a set time. XD]
All he could feel was his body wobbling and the striking pain of his horrific, bloodstained hands. The trickling fluid on the side of his mouth made the area numb, like his blank mind. Unable to feel.
He collapsed. His knees dug deeply into the coarse sand. The waves on the vast sea were like rippling, black pools of ink. Everything was dark. Riku was alone.
He stood shakily and blindly delved his aching palms into the water. The instant relief bit back with a sharp, stinging pang, which caused Riku to yelp and fall back to the ground, the water now sporting dark veins of crimson.
Riku lay back in the tranquility. Who knew the darkness would get to him again? Only the darkness itself.
The pocket of grain formed to his sprawled body and a black aura wrapped around his hand. The wounds retracted.
Riku laughed cruely.
Oh, Maleficent, he thought. The poison is lovely.
Title: Lovely
Word Count: 151
Notes: Riku centric, with Riku being attracted to the darkness. I'll leave it up to you to determine at which time it takes place. [It really doesn't have a set time. XD]
All he could feel was his body wobbling and the striking pain of his horrific, bloodstained hands. The trickling fluid on the side of his mouth made the area numb, like his blank mind. Unable to feel.
He collapsed. His knees dug deeply into the coarse sand. The waves on the vast sea were like rippling, black pools of ink. Everything was dark. Riku was alone.
He stood shakily and blindly delved his aching palms into the water. The instant relief bit back with a sharp, stinging pang, which caused Riku to yelp and fall back to the ground, the water now sporting dark veins of crimson.
Riku lay back in the tranquility. Who knew the darkness would get to him again? Only the darkness itself.
The pocket of grain formed to his sprawled body and a black aura wrapped around his hand. The wounds retracted.
Riku laughed cruely.
Oh, Maleficent, he thought. The poison is lovely.