"-A time in the universe, where piece was a given. Nothing to worry about, and serenity always-"
"Hey, Noct!" The little(girl) one, would smile at the boy, and hide underneath the bed like little children do, and would find another on his face too. With the light's aura, emanating from the lyre, she named Psyche, the spirits within the instrument danced and tuned along with the strings, played with her delicate fingers.
He was at peace. "Kyri" He called, with a sparkle in his eye. It was the first time he truly knew, the feeling.
Three times, two times, sometimes skipping in an unending trance, at the young girl in front of him.
The feeling, was beauty. And so, he reached out to her. The ladies of the requiem, dancing along the skin of his arms. They tickled. But only for a little while.
Again, Noctis turned his attention to the girl.
He remembered. Every single thought.
This all happened, before I woke up. Really. Then she came in. Trying not to let it bother me, and i don't know why, I just wanted to go back to sleep.
The boy, missed Psyche. But ever since that day, something happened that changed Kyrie. and it factors, since he is the only thing outside of his birth right that he could rely on.
Lifting my hand up to the empty ceiling above, my fingers wrapped around the placid air, slipping through his fingers as if there was nothing. Yeah, nothing. Not anymore.
Time made the prince, more silent. Thoughts, the world, life itself was different and almost meaningless. But he pushed through. It was like a feint dream, of whatever happiness remained.
I want to see the spirits again, and listen to that song.
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✡FFXV|Farther Down The Grove| OC✡ (Alternate Universe)
Fanfiction|Last Updated|January 8th 2017| (A/N: PLOT CHANGE MAJOR EDITING) starts of slow. ❂{Kyrie• Ora •Lucretius}❂ Trained to serve, as a warrior priestess since birth and brought up by the famed Lucretius, Kyrie is gifted, with extraordinary magic and com...
