Disclaimer: I don't hold any claim to Roxas, or the song "Beast in Air, Beast in Water" by Snowmine.
A/N: Just a wee little drabble, an insight to Roxas' musings before he leaves the Organization. I know they're supposed to not have emotions, but I believe that, much like Vulcans, they have emotions but choose to suppress them. Anywho.
Tell me that you came for me…
From my corner seat in Where Nothing Gathers, I glance at the clock on the opposite wall. The longer I stare at the antsy little hands flickering along, the slower time seems to pass in its eternal trek around the clock face.
…I'm a far cry from the old me…
My ribs are beginning to ache as my body settles into this worn plastic chair. In this position, I look like a cross between 'The Thinker' and a sleeping cat, the perfect image of lethargy. As each tick of the lonely clock presses on, I can feel the restless loneliness sinking deeper into my skin.
Tell me that you long for me…
I'm so tired. So tired of this room, this castle, these people. I never thought I'd want change, but I intimately crave it now. Somehow this place has changed me, these people have warped my sense of self-the sense of self that I only pretend to possess. I want to be warm, to be loved, to be happy. My soul aches for a companion, for stability. I long for life.
…That you share all of my troubles…
Sitting in my throne, surrounded by open space where no one wanted to be, where no one can reach me, I am exceptionally alone.
