#starlit

[venusmage]

D&D actually stands for Dykes & Dogs

[earthbitlab]

Volcanic desert under a starlit sky.

[shisasan]

Jalal ad-Din Muhammad ar-Rumi, All The Precious Words The Love Poems of Rumi, First published 1273

[mythboundcal]

When the Stars Start Writing Back Kingdom Hearts Fanfic by MythboundCal

The bottle arrives at twilight.

Washed ashore like a forgotten promise. Smooth glass, still sealed, still brave.

Sora almost doesn’t pick it up. Almost lets the tide reclaim it.

But something in him—someone—knows.

He holds it in both hands.

The ribbon is faded red. The scroll inside is yellowed at the edges but dry. It smells like salt and sunlight and something he can’t name. Like paopu blossoms. Like yesterday.

His name is written on the outside. Kairi’s handwriting. Exactly as he remembers it. Exactly as he doesn’t.

He doesn’t open it right away.

Instead, he sits. Cross-legged in the sand. The sky above him darkens, starlight flickering on like they’re waiting for his permission.

There were letters he never answered. Letters he never got.

Time in the Realm of Sleep didn’t move right. Neither did his heart, sometimes.

But this one?

This one feels like it slipped through a crack in the sky just to find him.

He unrolls it carefully.

“I know you can’t answer me yet. But I’ll wait anyway. I’ll keep writing until the stars start writing back.”

There’s more. Little drawings. Memories. Hopes written sideways in the margins. A poem about the ocean, probably meant to be silly, but it makes his throat close up.

Because her handwriting hasn’t changed.

But he has.

He closes his eyes, and Roxas stirs somewhere in the quiet places inside him. Not words. Just a hum. A breath. A shared ache.

He places the letter back in the bottle, reseals it, and gently tosses it out again.

Maybe not a reply.

But a promise.

[shyblacksheep]

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[misterpoet333]

Alexey Chudin

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