A/N: Well, at least one person has been looking forward to this one. Demyx is quite a popular guy, it seems. This one should be somewhat interesting.
Without further ado, enjoy, read, and review.
"No. IX: Demyx, the Melodious Nocturne"
By Erik Larence
The grayed halls of my soul
Echo with the memories of music,
Crisp, colorful, clear
Against the lifeless walls.
In solitude, I compose my songs.
I touch the recollections
Of feelings long gone,
But memory, I know,
Can never be enough,
Not without true feeling.
Any hall that hears my notes
Is doomed to be nothing—
Nothing but a hall of empty melodies.
A/N: This work comes in second place in the "Fun for me to write" category. Demyx and I share music in common, so it was an entertaining stretch... And points to anyone who recognized the reference to the Hall of Empty Melodies room in the Castle that Never Was. Little details like that are always fun.