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kh_drabbleTitle: Lack of Proof
Challenge: [243] Fear
Word Count: 371
Spoilers: 358/2 Days spoilers.
Notes: This turned out kinda gloomy. Fair warning.
I shouldn’t be here. I shouldn’t be anywhere.
Xion sat by herself in a secluded corner of Twilight Town. No Heartless. No Axel. No Roxas. No mission. Just her and her thoughts. Nearby, the lifeless body of a bird lied stiff on its side.
I need to return to Sora. To be part of him again. Help make him whole. But.
She tried to recall the first few days of her existence. She had been little more than a zombie, barely cognizant of what was around her. What came before that? What comes after I go back?
Xion couldn’t picture the after. What she faced wasn’t death; the loss of life. It was the lack of existence. The loss of everything she had ever been and had ever done. If I go back to Sora, will I still be me, somewhere inside him? Will anything be left? She thought about Roxas, Axel, and the others. Nobodies. They were all somebodies once. I don’t even know what to call myself anymore.
She gazed at the bird. Its corpse was devoid of life; an empty shell. But what remained was proof. Proof that the bird had existed, that it still existed in some form, whether that be by its corpse, or its spirit, or as a memory of those that had met it.
I won’t have any of that. I won’t have anything. Everyone else has something they can look forward to when they go, but I’m nothing. There won’t be anything for me when it’s over. She gazed up at the twilit sky. Inhaled the fresh air. The atmosphere of an existence. In the distance, she heard voices. She needed to leave.
Xion stood up. Dusted herself off. If I exist now, and I can think, and hear, and smell, what happens when I’m erased? Will I remember anything? Sense anything? Will I even remember who I was?
She shivered. Her heart raced. She wanted answers to all of these questions, yet she wished the answers wouldn’t come so soon. She couldn’t remain still. Her breathing was shallow. Axel had told her about emotions. What they were, why people felt them.
If this is what fear is, then I guess I’m afraid.
Challenge: [243] Fear
Word Count: 371
Spoilers: 358/2 Days spoilers.
Notes: This turned out kinda gloomy. Fair warning.
I shouldn’t be here. I shouldn’t be anywhere.
Xion sat by herself in a secluded corner of Twilight Town. No Heartless. No Axel. No Roxas. No mission. Just her and her thoughts. Nearby, the lifeless body of a bird lied stiff on its side.
I need to return to Sora. To be part of him again. Help make him whole. But.
She tried to recall the first few days of her existence. She had been little more than a zombie, barely cognizant of what was around her. What came before that? What comes after I go back?
Xion couldn’t picture the after. What she faced wasn’t death; the loss of life. It was the lack of existence. The loss of everything she had ever been and had ever done. If I go back to Sora, will I still be me, somewhere inside him? Will anything be left? She thought about Roxas, Axel, and the others. Nobodies. They were all somebodies once. I don’t even know what to call myself anymore.
She gazed at the bird. Its corpse was devoid of life; an empty shell. But what remained was proof. Proof that the bird had existed, that it still existed in some form, whether that be by its corpse, or its spirit, or as a memory of those that had met it.
I won’t have any of that. I won’t have anything. Everyone else has something they can look forward to when they go, but I’m nothing. There won’t be anything for me when it’s over. She gazed up at the twilit sky. Inhaled the fresh air. The atmosphere of an existence. In the distance, she heard voices. She needed to leave.
Xion stood up. Dusted herself off. If I exist now, and I can think, and hear, and smell, what happens when I’m erased? Will I remember anything? Sense anything? Will I even remember who I was?
She shivered. Her heart raced. She wanted answers to all of these questions, yet she wished the answers wouldn’t come so soon. She couldn’t remain still. Her breathing was shallow. Axel had told her about emotions. What they were, why people felt them.
If this is what fear is, then I guess I’m afraid.
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Date: 2010-10-23 09:37 pm (UTC)She gazed up at the twilit sky. Inhaled the fresh air. The atmosphere of an existence. This bit went straight through my heart, and that last line has been with me all day.
It may be gloomy but you did a fantastic job on it! *hearts;
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Date: 2010-10-23 10:29 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-10-25 07:20 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-10-26 01:46 am (UTC)Yeah, it's unfortunate, but there are just some fears that can't be confronted so easily. Things just have to be able to run their course. Poor Xion.