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Challenge: [188] Bindings
Title: till the day is born
Word Count: 163
Notes: The beach is getting to me, it makes me want to write more Riku :)



One day, he'll be out. Someday soon.

The raft is almost finished. The water reaches for it, clinging desperately to the sand, and trickles back with slow reluctance only to rise up again in waves with crests like broken glass, or maybe cut diamonds. It would be alright, he supposes, if the sand just fell away like a ripped piece of paper. If maybe all that was left was open ocean, all the way until it reaches the sky.

Kairi and Sora aren't serious about this—not yet. The islands will always be home to them; they belong to the easy monotony, the simple rhythm. They'll leave with him, though; what's a crew without its captain? They were made for this, after all. They were all born with waves in their eyes.

The sea calls out to him, in its hollow siren song. It sounds like an open window. Riku smiles and tilts his face up to the wind.

One day. Someday soon.

Comments

[frostfromfire.livejournal.com]

The imagery in this is positively breathtaking. I love the implication of "waves with crests like broken glass, or maybe cut diamonds"; it makes me think of the contrast between the monotony of their lives before their adventures versus the intricacies they held afterward. The motif of waves is portrayed beautifully; I like how it symbolizes that need for change and adventure. Just... wow. I'm completely blown away by this. Wonderfully done.

[lettersandliars.livejournal.com]

Okay, I love this comment. Thanks so much for reading, your insights are wonderful <3