"I don't deserve to make wishes," Riku said quietly, his voice barely audible over the sound of waves slapping against the hull of the ship.
His hands tightened on the bottle in his hands -- well, at least if he had it, he could keep it away from Sora -- and soon enough the tail of the star faded away over the horizon. But there were other stars in the sky, other worlds that shone bright; other places that he'd helped destroy when he'd opened the Heart of his own world. How could you really be forgiven of something like that? No wonder he wasn't on Santa's Nice List.
He closed his eyes, and for a moment, felt the dark cloth bound over them again.
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Date: 2007-06-03 06:57 pm (UTC)His hands tightened on the bottle in his hands -- well, at least if he had it, he could keep it away from Sora -- and soon enough the tail of the star faded away over the horizon. But there were other stars in the sky, other worlds that shone bright; other places that he'd helped destroy when he'd opened the Heart of his own world. How could you really be forgiven of something like that? No wonder he wasn't on Santa's Nice List.
He closed his eyes, and for a moment, felt the dark cloth bound over them again.