#replicar

Driving a replicar is like eating wax fruit, it may look good but you know you're just faking it.

Pico de tu pico

y con tu picó replicas réplicas

en el repico de mi onanismo orgánico.

Buena prueba de ello

son los astros que me creas,

los asteroides que se derrumban

y los cometas que tropiezan,

cayendo hielo sideral.

I never want to see you here again. You have your own place to live now. If I need to see you I will find you there. If you need to see me you can wait for me at my office.

His father's words still rang loudly in Riku's ears. It had been two years since he had been unceremoniously kicked out - and while it wasn't like he had become homeless, wasn't like his father had provided a comfortable housing situation for him - it still... stung. He shouldn't have cared anymore. He should have been angry about it, and he was angry. But buried beneath any sense of rage he might feel was an uncurrent of sadness and the endless question of just why. Why?

Why did it feel like he was meant to be nothing more than a poorly hidden secret that his father wanted to ignore?

His latest heart scan had come up with, yet again, no sign of any physical abnormalities 'but we want to keep you on your medication just in case that's what's helping'. The more he took it, the more Riku couldn't help but feel it was the medication that was hurting him, and while it would be just so simple and easy to stop taking it he couldn't deny that part of him was worried about what would happen if his father found out. It... wasn't hard to imagine what he would do to make Riku take it.

Which meant talking to him about it, or trying to, and it wasn't a conversation that felt appropriate or comfortable to have in an office, and Riku was equally unkeen on calling his dad over to his house just to try to explain to him that maybe... he needed more freedom, actually. It felt like... a good way to wind up with the exact opposite happening.

He had worked up a whole speech to say on the bus ride over, but everything seemed to vanish as soon as soon as he found himself walking up to the front door. You're not a little kid. You don't need his permission to change what you're doing in your life. Sure, but that logic became a lot shakier when he had to add in the fact that his father was the one who paid most of his bills and controlled a lot of what happened in the city.

Sonhava o sonho dos outros

Durante o afago do véu da noite, caminhava atento recolhendo os sonhos e fábulas de cada um que visse a dormir

Durante o dia, seguia replicando os passos e objetivos daqueles em que se orientou

Não mantinha a consistência de traçar suas ações baseadas em um único dos sonhos

Entrelaçava todos ao mesmo tempo e achava que seria capaz de seguir dando os diferentes passos que cada um deles guiava

Ora iria por um caminho, ora por outro em uma direção contrária

Ao agarrar e colocar todos a sua frente, não era capaz de ver que cada um se sobrepunha aos demais

Era tão vazio de sua própria imaginação que roubaria a dos outros para usar

Ainda que cada uma se voltasse para reinos próprios e divergentes entre si

Talvez não visse a grandeza do problema. Talvez nem fizesse diferença

Afinal, fossem vários simultaneamente ou apenas um, nenhum desses sonhos era de uma criação que pudesse chamar de sua

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“I don’t even know where we’re going, though,” he said. “You’ve conveniently avoided telling me anytime I asked, even if I asked subtly. I guess I’m just gonna have to trust you.”

✿ "Haha, well... I'm sure we're in for a treat!" Xion said, unable to contain her own excitement now that they were finally on their way. "Actually, I've never been to this place either, but... I was promised by good authority that it's THE place to go to have a fun day!"

It wouldn't take long for it to become obvious that Xion was leading them toward the theme park, as the sounds of screams and laughter began to fill the air... along with the scents of sweet candy and food from all the stands lining the streets nearby.

But Rikuto had asked her another question, too, and she was happy to answer that as they reached the line for entering the park.

"As for how life's been... I'm still training with Master Yen Sid, but he's finally started to let me do field work! And my combat skills have been improving, too. I should be on par again in no time!"