KH AxR - The Twelve Teeth The Twelve Teeth in the Key of DestinyThe Enigmatic ManHe was not allowed to release his keyblade. If he lost his focus or if the hilt was dropped or if the black abyss of unconsciousness flooded his vision and the weapon began to dissipate, an intense agony would situate itself inside his chest, a parasite of breath and thought and being, and even the oblivion of nothingness was no escape from it. On these days, if the torture became too much or the fatigue too great, he was cured just enough to keep him from passing out. On these days, he learned not to eat, because inevitably the food would end up an ugly brown stain on the pristine wh
AkuRoku Canon Shortfic: Regret He remembered wondering why it wasn’t raining. It always rained here in this black hole, always rained like the weather was doing its best to remind you that hey, your life sucks so here’s a little extra kick in the crotch for good measure. It rained when you woke up and it rained when you tried to sleep and in the short periods when it wasn’t raining the air was cold and clammy and the streets glistened with puddles that never quite dried up. It was a miserable place and he longed to get out of it, to go anywhere so long as it wasn’t here and he was finally going to. He was finally leaving and he had convinced himself it
Roxas Drabble- Being Heartless you.you say you're empty.you say your lot is the worst because you don't have something you used to have. boo hoo, feel pity for me, i'm in pain, i'm empty.empty is one thing. one. that's what you are, that one whole thing. you are empty. you go about your day pretending to be something and have something and throughout it all you have this "emptiness" to define you. you don't know what you're missing when you're empty because if you did you wouldn't be empty anymore. or if you DO know, you can't even feel it anyway. but your life is so much worser because of things you remember but don't feel, things you used to have but don't anymore.
Phrases phrases written on scraps of paper found blowing in the snowstorm of A Dreamsometimesi think you could bemy drugyou areunderstandingthe drivea compulsion toneed itneed youto surviveseparate of youi'd surely dieof wantingyou alwaysblow through mein mea rushinghigh i cannot controla light that doesn'tburnmy flesh in colorsthat do notscar mepleaseone daymayimaydrownin the radiance ofyoumake mefly
haiku 2: the blackbird little fat blackbirdsnow-footed, rooftop migrantI would follow you
Glorious Nippon: A Haiku butterflies followwindy footsteps on grass tipsrice fields in summer
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