Post by Deleted on Oct 14, 2018 17:02:28 GMT -5
“No!”
Roxas tried to hold Xion close if she’d let him, a fruitless effort to somehow confer the living warmth of his heartbeat upon her. Gentle coastal winds were balmy and thick with the scent with brine as they traced ephemeral lines along his face, neck and through unruly golden thicket of blonde hair. The light of the endless day was infused into the clean-cut cobblestones,releasing their summery thermals against the boy’s bare shins. The heat of the beach sand and the mild exertion of the climb back up the bluffs lingered in his body. Yet, for all the climes clemency, Xion felt like ice as Roxas knelt beside her in the empty thoroughfare. In that moment Roxas’d would’ve given his pulse and all his vital breath to delay that numbing winter from coming over her, but grave-chill came nevertheless.
She thanked him, almost seeming to drift in a rising serenity. But as she transcended Roxas felt only the inner plummet into long shadows, the curse of surviving
“Please don’t leave me alone..”
Xion said she was glad, and Roxas tried in vain to be so too. Yet, though it was horrible and ungrateful to regret his life being save, it seemed so empty with the departure of those who’d given that life meaning. She bid him never forget, and Roxas fought back the rock-hard lump in his throat before slowly nodding in affirmation. “I won’t,” he managed. At Xion’s assurance that’d she’d left someone to watch over him, the boy gritted his teeth while blonde brows furrowed in a turmoil that swam in the murky depths between anger, despair, and an ache that promised to go on forever. He didn’t want anyone else! All he’d ever wanted is for the three of them to just live, share sunsets till the sky ran out of light to see. But Axel was gone, and now the two were about to become just one.
He wasn’t going to be okay.
“Xion …please..you gotta know! I …”
But the pressure against his hand suddenly gave, his fingers passing through Xion’s as she'd been just a passing glimmer of evening.
Xion
Roxas tried to hold Xion close if she’d let him, a fruitless effort to somehow confer the living warmth of his heartbeat upon her. Gentle coastal winds were balmy and thick with the scent with brine as they traced ephemeral lines along his face, neck and through unruly golden thicket of blonde hair. The light of the endless day was infused into the clean-cut cobblestones,releasing their summery thermals against the boy’s bare shins. The heat of the beach sand and the mild exertion of the climb back up the bluffs lingered in his body. Yet, for all the climes clemency, Xion felt like ice as Roxas knelt beside her in the empty thoroughfare. In that moment Roxas’d would’ve given his pulse and all his vital breath to delay that numbing winter from coming over her, but grave-chill came nevertheless.
She thanked him, almost seeming to drift in a rising serenity. But as she transcended Roxas felt only the inner plummet into long shadows, the curse of surviving
“Please don’t leave me alone..”
Xion said she was glad, and Roxas tried in vain to be so too. Yet, though it was horrible and ungrateful to regret his life being save, it seemed so empty with the departure of those who’d given that life meaning. She bid him never forget, and Roxas fought back the rock-hard lump in his throat before slowly nodding in affirmation. “I won’t,” he managed. At Xion’s assurance that’d she’d left someone to watch over him, the boy gritted his teeth while blonde brows furrowed in a turmoil that swam in the murky depths between anger, despair, and an ache that promised to go on forever. He didn’t want anyone else! All he’d ever wanted is for the three of them to just live, share sunsets till the sky ran out of light to see. But Axel was gone, and now the two were about to become just one.
He wasn’t going to be okay.
“Xion …please..you gotta know! I …”
But the pressure against his hand suddenly gave, his fingers passing through Xion’s as she'd been just a passing glimmer of evening.
Xion