Nov 25, 2011 19:24
[Destiny Islands. A tranqil place that's filled with Light and Love. Or so it would be, were it not for the heavy, heady feeling of despair, guilt and darkness. Clouds promise heavy rain, or would if it did not smell like rotting eggs mixed with another smell.
The land itself is cracked as if in drought, and everything seems.. dead. Lifeless. If there is any life or light, it's well hidden. Ventus is there too, sitting on the jettey, looking out at the sea.
A sea of blood that laps at the tips of his shoes and cakes the shores. It stinks something horrid. Looking at Ventus himself, it's plain to see that his eyes are a broken blue still. It's not much compared to everything around him. Even the crooked smile is broken. Guilty.
While he might be guilty, it's also temptered with anger and betrayal and a sense of I-pleased-him-i-did-good-i-did-what-i-had-to-to-see-the-light.
Yet still, a broken sob wracks his frame and soon enough, he's curled up, crying and whimpering as the rain - thankfully not bloodies or acidic - starts to fall.
Beside him, Wayward Wind sits covered in blood and the taint of darkness.]
{{OOC: Tags returned after dinner.}}
ventus [v4],
ami mizuno [v2]