ForestMaidenLily

Riku hesitates when he spots a figure in the distance sitting on Sora’s customary perch on the bent Paopu fruit tree. Something nudges him from the far recesses of his mind, but the name Riku calls out is Sora’s. Who else would sit there but the spiky haired brunet? He doesn’t let doubt slow his sprint down the beach and into the Sea Shore Shack. In fact, Riku finds his spirits rising terribly high as he exits the Sea Shore Shack and catches sight of black on the tree. There’s a part of him that knows this can’t be what he expects, but another part keeps him running because he knows that whatever is waiting for