Some people think I hate Riku for the hell I put him through... These scenes don't help me argue that statement...
First: A picture that Zanisha had done and showed to me. The standard one with Riku holding the Paopu and background was white, butshe wasn't happy with it. I created this quote to express my thoughts when I looked at it. When she inversed the colours, she used this quote as the 'whispered words in the darkness'. Made me feel useful.
Second: That inspirational picture of Riku that Bitter Salt mentioned and a conversation I was having with my friend DW. She thought he looked like he was watching a group and wanted to join, but wasn't 'allowed'. You be the judge...
Dedications: DW and Zanisha. After all, the quotes/scenes wouldn't exist without these two fantastic artists and inspirationalists.
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I wish I could wipe the tears from his heart...but that will bring him no solace... For it is his Heart that fuels his Hate...
Deep Inside... Poisoned Light
The flickering light from a tainted soul soon lost... He watches through an uncaring glass... 'Was I once like that...?'
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Neglected fingers within an emotion stained glove slip from the unaffected glass and fall defeatedly to their owner's side. An unexplainable breeze brushes past the single figure, carrying his silvered strands to graze his cheeks softly. The knot in his blindfold loosens delicately at the wind's touch, the left side betraying him and falling slightly. The action drives the image he faces further into his heart...proving that the blindfold wasn't skewing the truth. His pale lips separate slightly in a silent motion of agonized exclusion, the sight not one unfamiliar. Emotion burns beneath his cheeks, but he wills it down, not wanting to feel it upon his flesh again today. But grim reality washes over him like a mocking wave, that image a permanent realization.
He belongs to the darkness now...and can never again join his friends that dwell within the light...