#valorformsora

[thewitchnamine-old-blog]

Withered memories..

valorformsora submitted:

He walks up to her with this odd feeling deep down in his heart as if he had met this blond haired girl before. "Uummmmm excuse me, have we met before?"

The blonde girl open her eyes wide when she heard such familiar voice.  Her sketchpad was now resting on her lap as she looked up to him.  The poor girl was getting nervous, she knew this day had to come some day.

"...H--Hello.  We might or maybe not.  I'm Naminé." She introduce herself.

[salvention]

 valorformsora started following you

It was impossible.

Ventus studied the boy a distance away, eyes screwed up in concentration. It had to be him; the same juxtaposed spikes layered sloppily, laughing blue eyes and sure-fire smile as he held his head up high. The boy bore a startling likeness to that child all those years before, and it visibly struck a chord in him. Heading over to him in pausing, lilting treads, he lightly tapped in the shoulder. ''Hey, there. Name's Ventus, but call me Ven for short! Do you think you could help me find my way around? And maybe where I am?'' He chuckled once. ''I think I'm lost.''

[deliveryboymemories]

Hey there Cloud..

The kid with brown spiky hair wearing a red outfit runs up to the blond spiky guy placing both of his hands gently behind his own head. "How have you been doing?"

"...Sora." The blonde male leaned against the wall of Radiant Garden, looking at the Keyblade Wielder. No Goofy or Donald, though. Strange, but nothing for Cloud to comment on. "I see you're alright."