#springhealer

His perfect ‘family’ crafted by his own hands. True. Absolute.

Yet they had failed.

In the end, he was the strongest of his entire family.

So how…. How could anyone protect him??

Shield him as his parents did?? So long ago. Back in days that seemed so far away now. No more than a distant dream..

Absently gazing up at that boundless sky, painted jet black. Not a single star to light the way, not a single touch to guide him back home….

The ruins of his glass castle had come crumbling down. Barely holding in place. As frail and weak as a spider’s web. The dreams weaved with every silken strand within the vast forest now shattered. The final bell tolling. Sounding the end. As so the dreamers within it…

Family….

Piece by piece. Bit by bit. Falling into nothing.

This tragic play cast of only clueless, uncertain, children.

Leaving nothing left. Nothing save this unyielding oblivion, this symphony of pain and loneliness far too deafening for a heart to bear.

Casting those hallow hues towards the dirt, peering at pale feet, dirtied and bare. Slender arms drawing closer, as if to draw away the frigid chill in the air he no longer felt. That he hadn’t in so long…

Utterly lost. Devoured mercilessly into that yawning night so bleak without a map of stars, with only that meager moonlight casting the world in a dim silver.

Where should he go from here?? No matter where he went that sharp tugging within his stomach never eased. The unknown aches buried shallowly beneath fraying layers. Peeling back immutable clay to reveal only the truth.

He was…lonely. Lonely. Lonely. How he loathed being all alone.

There was nothing left to even apologize to. Only the lingered scent of smoke upon the wind. The ghosts of faces so familiar skewed in fears, a deluge of tears falling.

❛  It’s all right, Rui…We’re going to die with you…  ❜

Severed.

And he only had himself to blame.

Time after time.

How many times could he fail the same lesson??

the breeze almost caused her sunhat to be blown from atop her head - widebrimmed wicker hat stays in place, when she feels the sudden gust, but now both hands are occupied. her other hand, holding junichi’s leash. though she knows he’d never run off, no matter what, it just made her a little more comfortable.

then, her phone begins to ring, small handbag dangling from the crook in her arm that’s raised to hold her hat. and now, she can hear footsteps. how embarrassing...! slowly, she turns to where she believes the other is standing - more than likely staring at her.

@springhealer​ messaged:  plops down right next to him

Sasuke reaches with his chopsticks to take the last dumpling between them. He takes a bite and finally looks at Sakura. Her expression and sigh teases a smirk from lips.

“You know I don’t talk,” he adds after finishing his dumpling. It is not like he has anything worthwhile to say. He takes missions as they come, kills the demons, repeats the cycle. Plus he just isn’t great at talking, but he won’t admit that to her or anyone. 

There wasn’t a moment missed once she ultimate draws the sign of permission. Sora’s body allowed the last of that knitted will to simply let go, to let himself fall into comfort of toned muscle and particular cloth. His breathing reached a deeper extend while he allows each breath to work as the tide, sweeping more and more of the metaphorical sand away, clearing up that aspect of exhaustion in the name of the new day to come. Not that he’s thinking of such times. So much of the now reeled him in.

“Like what? There might be magical natural places out here, but I can tell you now, that in no way is beating the spot I picked here.” Sora counters right back.

”Sides..” Canting his head to the side, the improved perspective allows him to get a firsthand look to that radiant smile settled upon her face. Here they were, nowhere beaten, just dirtied down as their current quest was build more of traveling the long road beyond all else, yet for a fleeting moment it seems as if she’s out here in the midst of a vacation.

“I can sense a smile from miles away. Iiiii don’t think you have too many complaints there, do ya?”

@springhealer​ said:  "You really shouldn't go around helping people like this, though." she remarks, trailing off as she wraps her hands carefully & thoroughly. "How do you even know I have good intentions?"

@springhealer​.