[He concentrates on the emotion, not once letting up the magic. His control is faulty since he's still not used to it, the wind only remaining the way it is with Ven's desire to help, to fight off this frustration of seeing Riku in this state.
The memories of his friends, their happiness and warmth strong in his mind.
Aqua's smile. Terra's jokes.
Sora's light.
The wind falters due to his surprise when Riku moves his hand towards his throat, but it picks up again; this time, happy. Like the prickling of sunlight that filters through grey clouds, bringing in the warmth of a new day, the light of a dawn.]
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The memories of his friends, their happiness and warmth strong in his mind.
Aqua's smile. Terra's jokes.
Sora's light.
The wind falters due to his surprise when Riku moves his hand towards his throat, but it picks up again; this time, happy. Like the prickling of sunlight that filters through grey clouds, bringing in the warmth of a new day, the light of a dawn.]