Fai D. Flourite (
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I've been waiting here my whole damn life
Fai knew, immediately, that things had gone wrong.
He wasn't with the others. In fact, he couldn't see anyone. Or much of anything. Snow whipped around, filling the air, restricting the wizards already limited vision. Although Fai was use to cold, he wasn't prepared for it right now. Luckily the last world's fashion had lent to layers, and a few heavy ones. He wasn't going to be comfortable, but he wouldn't be in danger, either.
Taking a few steps carefully forward, he squinted against the wind, trying to see. There was something just ahead, a shadow behind the snow, and if the snow just-
-he felt his heart drop. He knew that shape. He'd only truly seen it twice, once coming and once going.
Dropping to his knees, he wished the snow would pick back up, would take it away...but it didn't. It cleared suddenly, becoming that perfect small, crisp space only found in the snow, in the quiet after a storm.
And that was when he heard the crying.
"Fai..." Moving forward, he struggled against the snow, too many thoughts suddenly becoming a deafing din as he ran towards the tower. "FAI!"
He wasn't with the others. In fact, he couldn't see anyone. Or much of anything. Snow whipped around, filling the air, restricting the wizards already limited vision. Although Fai was use to cold, he wasn't prepared for it right now. Luckily the last world's fashion had lent to layers, and a few heavy ones. He wasn't going to be comfortable, but he wouldn't be in danger, either.
Taking a few steps carefully forward, he squinted against the wind, trying to see. There was something just ahead, a shadow behind the snow, and if the snow just-
-he felt his heart drop. He knew that shape. He'd only truly seen it twice, once coming and once going.
Dropping to his knees, he wished the snow would pick back up, would take it away...but it didn't. It cleared suddenly, becoming that perfect small, crisp space only found in the snow, in the quiet after a storm.
And that was when he heard the crying.
"Fai..." Moving forward, he struggled against the snow, too many thoughts suddenly becoming a deafing din as he ran towards the tower. "FAI!"
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It swirled in and around, collecting in drifts around his ankles, frozen to his hair. If he closed his eyes, he could imagine that he was outside. It was quiet, now; the thin, painful voice from below had fallen silent some time ago. Perhaps, somewhere out in the formless white beyond his bars, Yuui was sleeping. He was alone with his tears, as ever he had been since they were brought to this wretched place. But no-- someone was calling his name?
The stranger came in like the wind itself, as if the walls were no obstacle, as if all the obstacles of this place were nothing but mist. Fai's head came up like a startled deer and he stared. How could he know Fai's name? What could he want here, in the sinner's prison, with even one of the cursed twins or misfortune?
"I-I'm Fai."
omg pronouns are getting so confusing.
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sorry, this one's a little short
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that was not the right journal.