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kh_drabble2005-04-01 11:43 pm
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Entry tags:
Karusu....colors colors~
Challenge: Colors
Title: She
Word count: 163
Note: Just some POETICISM about Sora, Kairi and Riku. >.>; Enjoy!
She is the breaker.
She is the blood.
She is the beauty of all things undiscovered, and he covets her.
They covet her.
When she fell to the earth, like rain in russet falls, he watched her silently, and he knew her name was unimportant, for his heart was hers and hers was his and all was bronze and gold.
And silver didn't matter anymore; silver was like so much gilt, so easy to leave behind. How could they not? They were lost in each other's eyes, and his were skyblue and hers were mirror perfect. She was his. She was him.
She is the blood from a stone, that no one can steal.
She is the breaker, the thing that tears them apart, because there must always be a horizon.
She is the edge of the world; and he is the sky, and he is the world, wrapped up in the blanket of ice cold, salt-burning sea, everlasting sea, the evergreen sea.
Title: She
Word count: 163
Note: Just some POETICISM about Sora, Kairi and Riku. >.>; Enjoy!
She is the breaker.
She is the blood.
She is the beauty of all things undiscovered, and he covets her.
They covet her.
When she fell to the earth, like rain in russet falls, he watched her silently, and he knew her name was unimportant, for his heart was hers and hers was his and all was bronze and gold.
And silver didn't matter anymore; silver was like so much gilt, so easy to leave behind. How could they not? They were lost in each other's eyes, and his were skyblue and hers were mirror perfect. She was his. She was him.
She is the blood from a stone, that no one can steal.
She is the breaker, the thing that tears them apart, because there must always be a horizon.
She is the edge of the world; and he is the sky, and he is the world, wrapped up in the blanket of ice cold, salt-burning sea, everlasting sea, the evergreen sea.