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[Fic] Hearing the Falconer
Mar. 20th, 2021 04:53 amTitle: Hearing the Falconer
Fandom: Kingdom Hearts
Relationship: Kairi & Riku
Rating: PG
Content notes: weapons, fantasy violence, canon-typical peril
Words: 1,997
Summary: Riku is long since gone on his search for Sora, and Kairi’s training has sent her to the Realm of Sleep. But maybe if they’re lucky they can still meet, with usual words on a slightly unusual street.
As she dove through the abyss of space, Kairi fought the urge to shut her eyes against the vertigo. After lifetimes or minutes of careening past shadowy facsimiles of buildings, the glow of a nighttime cityscape finally started to come into view, stretching out over the world below like a blanket. Its scale seemed to shift rapidly as she approached, from panorama to playset to present surroundings, until she slowed her descent and softly alighted, boots onto cobblestone square.
She had been to Traverse Town before. She had been younger then, and smaller, and the looming layers and tiers of ramshackle buildings had made the ceiling of the night sky feel impossibly high above her. Tonight it seemed much closer, and prowling the empty city felt like walking the streets of an outsized diorama, cloistered and holding its breath.
( As she turned corners, Kairi kept her eye out for any movement. )
Fandom: Kingdom Hearts
Relationship: Kairi & Riku
Rating: PG
Content notes: weapons, fantasy violence, canon-typical peril
Words: 1,997
Summary: Riku is long since gone on his search for Sora, and Kairi’s training has sent her to the Realm of Sleep. But maybe if they’re lucky they can still meet, with usual words on a slightly unusual street.
As she dove through the abyss of space, Kairi fought the urge to shut her eyes against the vertigo. After lifetimes or minutes of careening past shadowy facsimiles of buildings, the glow of a nighttime cityscape finally started to come into view, stretching out over the world below like a blanket. Its scale seemed to shift rapidly as she approached, from panorama to playset to present surroundings, until she slowed her descent and softly alighted, boots onto cobblestone square.
She had been to Traverse Town before. She had been younger then, and smaller, and the looming layers and tiers of ramshackle buildings had made the ceiling of the night sky feel impossibly high above her. Tonight it seemed much closer, and prowling the empty city felt like walking the streets of an outsized diorama, cloistered and holding its breath.
( As she turned corners, Kairi kept her eye out for any movement. )
