Title: Nigrum et Lux, part IX
Author: breathless_dawn
Rating: PG
Characters: Demyx
Word Count: 100
Disclaimer: I am no king, therefore I own no Kingdom.
A/N: First entry for my Organisation XIII table. Beware, for herein lies angst.
Demyx remembers when he was alive, when he used to think there was a certain beauty in drowning. In water replacing all the air in the lungs and vision filled with blue. All blue and streams of bubbles.
He used to think it would be peaceful.
Demyx remembers when he died, when he drowned in the darkness. It engulfed him, swallowed him whole, and he can still taste the bitterness on his tongue. He screamed, he remembers, until he couldn’t anymore. When he died, he saw only black.
He used to think it would be peaceful.
He knows better now.