the wrong hand

you'll only take the things that shine




Riku knows that it's irrational. He knows that he's better than this.

He knows (better than most) that there are far more pressing things to think of. Mostly, he does. Sora is his best friend, his brother-in-arms, a shining and irrevocable piece of himself as essential as the air he breathes. He understands the facts and the reasons, and that he has no right to feel betrayal, no matter how slight.

Still, sometimes his fingers twitch around the ghost of a hilt that is not his own, the chill sensation of destiny altered.

It should have been his.

-fin
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