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thefoundation2019-05-11 12:49 pm
foundationmods) wrote in thefoundation2019-05-11 12:49 pm
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FINAL TRIAL
...Finally, it was time to begin.
The unlit pyre rose before them, tall and massive.
The smell of smoke wafted around them, as the Witch stood before them - flanked by all her demons and her servants.
The Pieces she had taken.🗈
The unlit pyre rose before them, tall and massive.
The smell of smoke wafted around them, as the Witch stood before them - flanked by all her demons and her servants.
The Pieces she had taken.🗈
There was no audience, no trial.
It was just them...and the Witch.
The Witch who stood before the pyre, as if accepting her fate.
In this, this final hour... Music could be heard by both the pieces and those that looked on from another plane.
Their forms were changed again, for the final time - to those of the trial.
A trial that could easily turn into an execution...or a redemption.
But it still had to happen.
If something heals improperly, you must cause pain and reopen the wounds to make it heal correctly.
But.
There was always the risk of infection...
....Would this end....in a happy ending...?
...Nothing was certain.
Nothing, except the knowledge in their own hearts and minds.
It was just them...and the Witch.
The Witch who stood before the pyre, as if accepting her fate.
In this, this final hour... Music could be heard by both the pieces and those that looked on from another plane.
Their forms were changed again, for the final time - to those of the trial.
A trial that could easily turn into an execution...or a redemption.
But it still had to happen.
If something heals improperly, you must cause pain and reopen the wounds to make it heal correctly.
But.
There was always the risk of infection...
....Would this end....in a happy ending...?
...Nothing was certain.
Nothing, except the knowledge in their own hearts and minds.
BUT THINK doom cake
there might be cake later :D
[The hounds watch Sora unblinkingly.]
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Yeah... my clothes are enchanted to change with my keyblades! So this is what I look like.
[ He'll give a slow turn and even show the shield. ]
I bet Anon would have appreciated this form actually..
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Too bad you ain't the one bringing the Blue Truth this time, then.
[If Sora has a keyblade around, he'll consider it. Otherwise he's just sizing him up in his lazy way, the way he did with Syaoran.]
Heh. He better. This is going to be mine from now on.
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[ It looks like it's just the shield, but there's more to it than that. ]
Yours from now on? What do you mean by that?
[ And hey Soule ]