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[ There's only darkness. Darkness, and the simple fact of falling--like in a dream, staggered and slow as if through water. Eventually when feet touch down onto something firm, light floods upward to reveal a platform, circular and colorful.
It's not all it shows.
Only for a moment, does the one already there look like Roxas, and then he's clothed in something dark, and then he's someone else altogether.
Shadows touch the edge of the platform and move around it, and the boy makes a brief face of annoyance; mutters a remembrance. ]
...Aqua. No, not....
It's not all it shows.
Only for a moment, does the one already there look like Roxas, and then he's clothed in something dark, and then he's someone else altogether.
Shadows touch the edge of the platform and move around it, and the boy makes a brief face of annoyance; mutters a remembrance. ]
...Aqua. No, not....
