Today's challenge - Fall Colours. And go!
This one was hard because I wanted to write with Riku. Hm, do palm trees change colour in autumn? Dunno.
I just realized now that the island Kairi was on in KH2 was experiencing autumn (correct me if I'm wrong), so really, this theory is now pointless. However, ignoring that fact, I wrote this with the impression that Riku had never seen autumn. I wanted him to have reason to want off of Destiny Island, besides the emo instigator that his life was boring.
Dedication: xAkix. Why? Because I felt like it.
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It's the simple things that impress us'. I beg you to define 'simple'.
Colourless Green
His sigh wasn't heard by anything in particular, carried away by the ceaseless waves that caressed the beach. He closed his book with soft annoyance, but his sea salt eyes gleamed with dissatisfaction.
After a moment, Riku looked down at the sepia trunk he was sitting on. The colour felt warm, skewing his perception only a little. Warm, yes, but still autumn-like.
His eyes traveled up the trunk, taking in everything he could about the colour. It still felt warm even though the season meant impending cold. He shook it off, focusing upon the hue.
Riku soon found the bright citron fruit dangling at the tree's peak. The star shape stood waving down at him, happy to see the smile forming across his lips.
But it wasn't to last. Happiness fled, like a sand castle built to perfection decaying beneath the waves. The vibrant viridian was too obvious to ignore, wrapping its leaves around the Paopu fruit in a possessive embrace. They were always that brilliant, never hindered. It was
disappointing…
Riku sighed again and turned his ocean-tinted eyes back to the water that still swished around him.
'They never change.' His heart felt heavy as it searched memories in vain.
'They never rust or dabble in the costume of another hue.' Riku tossed open his book again and looked at the images without love.
'Where were these taken? These trees with such colours of flame and tarnish?' He let the book tumble to the ground, the pages hiding from his longing eyes.
'I wonder if I'll find them out there? Find the season of colour?" Riku's eyes traced the horizon, his heart pulsing emphatically.
'Away from this place of static…colourless green.'