Disclaimer: Happy holidays! I don't own any concepts related to Pokemon, or the title of this drabble, which I sampled from Daughter's song 'Smoke'. You know, I started this series during the summer of my first year of high school, and now I'm in my final year; it's strange to look back at what I've written, and I know that it'll be strange looking back at this in a few years as well. It's been, and will continue to be, an invaluable experience to me as a writer and as a person—cheers to everyone reading this! I hope your New Year is as bright as it can possibly be.
Characters: Archie-centric for Ebaz, who is not only one of the best, most capable writers I know, but also someone that pushes me to grow both as a writer and a person. Thanks for everything, Casanova! Here's hoping you'll snag as many hearts in the new year as you've managed to catch this past year. I think one of the last times we talked we chatted a bit about ORAS, so I decided to do something centered around that! Merry Christmas!
Summary: You shut your eyes and the whole world floods.
life floods in (heaven, we're blind)
"I didn't mean for this to happen." The wind drowns your words, submerges them in the futility of what you're saying because it doesn't matter now, does it? It doesn't matter what you meant to happen. All that matters is what has.
The kid—you can't even remember her name; all you can remember about her is the determination in her stance, the light of duty that's still swimming in her eyes despite the fact that she's failed, failed to live up to her status as hero, failed to save them all from your mistakes—stares up at you with a silence that's more pointed than a sentence could ever be. It's a wordless What did you expect to happen?, but it seems pointless to tell the story of a little boy and a little girl and a pokemon that could make all their wishes come true. It seems meaningless to regurgitate tired Be careful what you wish fors and how those wishes went sour, went skewed. It seems worthless to say that you only had the world's best interests in mind.
What did you expect to happen?
For there to be enough sea for all the aquatic creatures of the world. For there to be no more water pollution, no more dying reefs. For there to be no more overfishing. No more strife.
What did you expect to happen?
The tide curls in around your ankles, hungering to drag you out to sea. The sky screams itself raw above you.
What did you expect to happen?
Through the storm, somehow, you think you see a star. You think you can hear it laughing at you, at your childishness.
What did you expect to happen?
You shut your eyes and the whole world floods.