Xion's DeathMore Like This
The dancing people swirled in a collage of colors and patterns. The music was light and catchy, toe tapping in fact. People surrounded the dancers, clapping and cheering for them to keep going. Their faces light up with smiles, glints of happiness sparkling in their eyes. Everybody except Xion, though one would never know the difference. Her smile was hollow, her face a mask to hide her pain.
She did not clap nor did she cheer, only a smile too breakable to stay. Every so often it would fade, leaving her face unrecognizable. Her cheeks would hollow out and her eyes would sink in, her skin would pale far more then it was, her hair looses its beauty, leaving nothing but a scrambled mess. Her nose would narrow and her lips would press down on each other leaving them thinner. This would happen for a quick second, the time it took to blink, and then the hollow smile was back and her face was light up with false happiness.
Her white dress matched her skin, short and simple with a bow in the