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28 Mar 2012 04:24 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
[Ever since Sora had arrived, he had avoided beaches or Destiny Islands. Especially after talking to certain people. But for the first time, he's stepped foot through the door that leads to his childhood home. He hadn't let the regrets and the way his heart had pretty much frozen in his chest stop him, and now, he stands on the beach, staring out to sea.
He remembers so much, and it's all painful. Running after Riku as a child, camp-outs with his parents, and then the crueler memories: the destruction he had led in a fit of emotion and wanting to erase what he felt represented his pain. But that hadn't really worked, not at all. It only made everything worse, because then there's regret and even more pain because maybe he'd still been holding onto the hope of being able to live with people and be normal.
Perhaps that's why he can stand there, eyes closed as he takes in the feeling of warm sun on his skin and the sea breeze in his hair and the smell of sea salt, completely unaware that he's actually crying. Which is a pretty big thing, for him.]
He remembers so much, and it's all painful. Running after Riku as a child, camp-outs with his parents, and then the crueler memories: the destruction he had led in a fit of emotion and wanting to erase what he felt represented his pain. But that hadn't really worked, not at all. It only made everything worse, because then there's regret and even more pain because maybe he'd still been holding onto the hope of being able to live with people and be normal.
Perhaps that's why he can stand there, eyes closed as he takes in the feeling of warm sun on his skin and the sea breeze in his hair and the smell of sea salt, completely unaware that he's actually crying. Which is a pretty big thing, for him.]