A Side//Ebony Repliku
Riku touched the mirror, saddened by the electric blue fingertips that reached up to touch his pale ones. He could see his dulled reflection, staring back at him with dilated eyes. He recognized that smudged ocean colour, but it was uncomfortably ironic that they were no longer his eyes.
It was unfair that the darkness had transferred to his replica. They were both tainted, both puppets to the shadows. Why was he the one to suffer the consequences of an ebony hell?
Shadows began to cloud the mirror. Riku whispered for him to come too, and lost him in obsidian.














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