A/N: Inspi'song: Unbreakable by Fireflight
Eight Weeks into Living
When Axel returned to the place where Roxas slept, below his feet like a spirit of the earth, he was not alone. The colors, shapes, and numbers had faded from him the night Roxas had disappeared, and had been gone too long for him to remember what it was liked to have them in the first place. A dark, tall, grey-eyed enchantress stood with him, her fingers loosely laced between his, allowing him to feel, suffer, know whatever he needed, standing next to him in complete silence as he knelt down and spoke.
"Bye, Roxas."
He did not return.
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