Swish and f l i c k
» for renée «
♥ sominé ♡
Swish. Flick.
The door was closing closing closing on that weird room that (he guessed) was Marluxia's tomb...
Swish. Flick.
Her crayon bled onto the white page, bled cinnamon and sky and sand onto the rough sketch of his face.
Swish. Flick.
His keyblade was glowing glowing glowing as it locked that white door for (he guessed) the rest of eternity...
Swish. Flick.
Her paintbrush traced the light that caressed his spikes of hair, the crayon sketch never far from her hand, never unattended.
Swish. Flick.
His eyes were shining shining shining as they whispered to her the (he guessed) unsupported insecurities he held...
Swish. Flick.
Her eyes inspected the finished product, taking in the shadowed eyes and apologetic grin that were almost as good as words.
Swish. Flick.
He was sleeping sleeping sleeping peacefully, like an innocent child which (he guessed) he really truly was...
Swish. Flick.
She watched the painting slip into the greedy ocean, snatched out of her hand and floating away away (a w a y) from her like he was.
Swish. Flick.
He was gone gone gone, and she was crying crying drawing him no more.
-Fin.-
i blame this on you, renée, and
free time in biology. XD seriously,
sominé isn't my OTP, but they're
definitely cute. so you get this
impromptu sominé, renée, to
remind you that my best stuff is
angst XD (and also that i love
you. 8D)