[186] Black and White
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kh_drabbleChallenge [186]: Black and White
Title: He's bleached out
Word Count: 277
Characters: Roxas' POV
Disclaimer: I don't own Kingdom Hearts
(I apologize for the weird parentheses; it’s just a style. Yes I used the word empty too many times. This is just for me to make myself better at writing.)
Roxas' favorite colors are black and white. Even though Olette tells him that those really aren't colors at all Roxas still likes them. Maybe he can relate. [(He wonders sometimes if the colors feel the same way he does)] He wears a checkered bracelet all the time, to remind him. [(To remind him of what though, he can't remember)]
He likes to climb up onto the clocktower, to feel the wind rustle like thin fingers through his hair. The taste of how close he is to his possible death. He could just take one step, over the edge, and his life could be over. [(But does he really have a life? If he takes that last crucial step, he knows, he will wake up in his bed the next morning, unharmed and not dead.)]
He has sad empty dreams, of a large empty white castle. He walks through the hallways and feels as if he's walking through a huge hollow beast. He feels a camaraderie with this beast and his visions of black and white are ruined by a burst of red coming towards him. Faster and faster, hitting his face, slamming him to the floor, green eyes gazing into his own- and he wakes up in his room in Twilight Town.
He always feels unfulfilled after these dreams. As if some other forces have prevented something important from happening. He sits in the secret place and feels a sense of deja vu, like he's already had a secret place, and he misses it. With the childish carvings on the walls and the door that never opens.
Title: He's bleached out
Word Count: 277
Characters: Roxas' POV
Disclaimer: I don't own Kingdom Hearts
(I apologize for the weird parentheses; it’s just a style. Yes I used the word empty too many times. This is just for me to make myself better at writing.)
Roxas' favorite colors are black and white. Even though Olette tells him that those really aren't colors at all Roxas still likes them. Maybe he can relate. [(He wonders sometimes if the colors feel the same way he does)] He wears a checkered bracelet all the time, to remind him. [(To remind him of what though, he can't remember)]
He likes to climb up onto the clocktower, to feel the wind rustle like thin fingers through his hair. The taste of how close he is to his possible death. He could just take one step, over the edge, and his life could be over. [(But does he really have a life? If he takes that last crucial step, he knows, he will wake up in his bed the next morning, unharmed and not dead.)]
He has sad empty dreams, of a large empty white castle. He walks through the hallways and feels as if he's walking through a huge hollow beast. He feels a camaraderie with this beast and his visions of black and white are ruined by a burst of red coming towards him. Faster and faster, hitting his face, slamming him to the floor, green eyes gazing into his own- and he wakes up in his room in Twilight Town.
He always feels unfulfilled after these dreams. As if some other forces have prevented something important from happening. He sits in the secret place and feels a sense of deja vu, like he's already had a secret place, and he misses it. With the childish carvings on the walls and the door that never opens.
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Date: 2009-05-15 07:57 am (UTC)This was fun. :3 I loved the last paragraph, and the Axel appearance was really cool too.
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