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Lost and FoundRoxas looked around, but every direction looked the same; an endless expanse of trees. Some were bare, but most were ever-green trees. The thick branches blocked his view, but Roxas doubted there'd be much to see, just more trees. He'd try to follow his tracks, back the way he'd come, but it had been snowing all afternoon, and any sign of where he'd been was buried. Roxas had been wandering out here for hours, and now the sun was swiftly sinking. The air was already frigid; if he didn't find his way out of here soon, he'd be in very real danger of freezing.
"Gotta keep moving," he said out loud, if only to break the silence. He couldn't stop, or give up. He wasn't going to die out here. So Roxas plodded on. His arms were wrapped around himself, but it did little to stop his shivering.
It wasn't even winter yet. It shouldn't have been this bad, but the storm had come out of nowhere. If it hadn't been for the blizzard, maybe Roxas wouldn't have gotten lost at all.
Passing On:Moonlight Naga Ch 6Roxas felt sick. Axel Axel had just agreed to kill him. Then again, that was how things worked. Axel never would have spared him in the first place if his superiors had not allowed it.
Sephiroth chuckled. "That's comforting to know, as is the fact that you understand things so clearly. For now, keep the boy, but be on your guard." A moment passed, perhaps so Sephiroth could put a hand on Axel's shoulder, or embrace Axel as father might a son, Roxas didn't know. At last he spoke again. "Good night, little brother, and I am glad we had this talk."
The barn door creaked open, and Roxas watched as Sephiroth slithered out. He froze, hoping against all hope that Sephiroth wouldn't see him there. Thankfully, the gate out of the barnyard was in the opposite direction, and Sephiroth left for the village without so much as a backwards glance.
Once he was out of sight, Roxas sighed in relief, and slumped further down. As he stared at the ground a shadow fell over him, and looked up to see Ax
Moonlight Naga Chapter 2If only the world wouldn't get in the way
If only people would just let you play
Sora listened and left, hurrying back the way he came through the woods. However, in his haste he was far from quiet.
Moonlight Naga Chapter 6Naga healed faster than most creatures, and Sephiroth had been put in the best of hands possible. However, these facts were little comfort to Riku. He stayed at Sephiroth's bedside a good deal of the time, even though he shared it with Kadaj and his brothers and suffered their glares. Kadaj had a problem with Riku, and the attitude of the three was if one had a problem with someone, they all had a problem with them.
Not that this worried Riku much. Even though he knew they'd probably love the chance to pummel him, things wouldn't go beyond dirty looks. After Riku and Kadaj's last fight, they'd been sternly reminded that fighting amongst the naga was forbidden. They were of the same tribe, which meant that even if they didn't like each other, they were bound by the ties of brotherhood that came with being one of the pack.
Besides, no matter what he and the triplets thought of each other, they could agree that they wanted to be there for Sephiroth. To the point that Sephiroth
Changelings of the UnSeelieOnce, long ago in a far away kingdom there lived a King and Queen. The King loved the Queen more than all the world. However, the King could not grant the Queen's greatest wish. She longed for a child, but every promise of a babe ended in blood before it could be born. Fearing for her health, he King begged her to try no more for children, but the Queen insisted they try.
So once again she conceived and became full with child. The fuller she became the weaker she grew. The King sent for healers from all across the land, but nothing could be done. Until, at last, three fae creatures came, two fairies and a witch born of man and fae, a child of two worlds. The white witch was called Namine, and with her were the blue fairy Aqua, and the red fairy Kairi.
They said they knew of one way that the Queen could be saved, with the aid of the fae folk. However, not all fairies were to be trusted, and never had a fae helped a mortal without the expectation of something in return. Some fae demanded
Her CatalystAs she walks through the maelstrom, the words trace upon the tips of her fingers and press into the stone. Every brick, every crack in the concrete, every crossed and angular stroke in reds and blacks and oranges. The drips of the gasoline pool around the base of her boots, slosh as she steps over the burst pipes and the rubble.
So much rubble. So little outcry. The silence of the city grates on her eardrums and the mantras she'd been forced to memorize. The Seers demanded they observe thirteen years of recitation before they attempt to weave their first World together.
But who other than the Seers can claim the incantations that knot the skeins they twist and pull on like reins hold fast? When have any of the Sisters recorded the visions they traced upon space-time and recited them, left them open for critique and discussion and debate?
Which is why she walks through the chalky soot of the smashed city around her. This all
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