Riku allows himself to fall backwards and sprawl over the bed, staring up at the darkened ceiling in thought. He's inherently grateful now for the disappearance of his shadow; he can already imagine just what it would say to him--he can hear it in his own mind now, no matter how hard he tries to banish the thoughts.
"You still refuse to admit it? You've been refusing to admit it from the start--you're wrong, you're -wrong-, you've always been the one in the wrong."
With some difficulty, he pushes the thoughts from mind, arms going behind his head as a pillow.]
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Date: 2010-10-24 01:40 am (UTC)Riku allows himself to fall backwards and sprawl over the bed, staring up at the darkened ceiling in thought. He's inherently grateful now for the disappearance of his shadow; he can already imagine just what it would say to him--he can hear it in his own mind now, no matter how hard he tries to banish the thoughts.
"You still refuse to admit it? You've been refusing to admit it from the start--you're wrong, you're -wrong-, you've always been the one in the wrong."
With some difficulty, he pushes the thoughts from mind, arms going behind his head as a pillow.]
I wonder...
Do you think we can really change things?