#witchofwhite

misunderstoodreplica

cowgirlinpointshoes

witchofwhite

crystallineknight

healingarrows

phoenixos

braidedblades

asksorastarlight

luce-eterna

Fading and slipping, slowly flowing in and out of oblivion, floating in the shallow pools of darkness between worlds and realities. Vivi's thought were mangled, his misty skin cold and clammy, drowning in this nothingness, where was he, when was he, who was he? Questions not quite coherent flittered through him, as he traveled through voids that seemed to pulsate and mutate around him. Were his eyes still his? Did his hands still wear ash-scented gloves? Was this mana? Memory? Living? Hell? 

All at once, as though only moments lasted such eternity, a pearly glimmer was within his reach, he grasped for it, desperate to touch something, hungering to exist outside of this blackness. He clawed through thick, insufferable emptiness, he willed himself to be, to see and feel and know and remember. His fingertips grazed it in such a cruel faithless way, he stretched further, farther, harder. 

☆ witchofwhite

         . . . FLEW IN ON A GUMMI SHIP

... Roxas? Namine?

{May we roleplay when you return?}