Pictures in the Wind

by iAMwhatIamK

Like pictures in the wind, our memories fly around us, reminding us of the past. Who we were, who we love, how we became who we are now. My memories serve as reminders of how I found power within the darkness. Rating subject to change. (Wishing-Fire's 100 Theme Challenge)

1. Introduction

A/N: After finishing Dream Drop Distance (awesome game; highly recommend it), I got to thinking about Xehanort's beginnings. Now I hate Xehanort, but I once I have an idea in my head, it doesn't go away. So while thinking about what to write about, I came across Wishing-Fire's 100 Theme Challenge. I thought it would be a great way to start writing his story, so here it is. Enjoy.

Introduction:

I stare off across the open ocean. Such a huge expanse, a prison, keeping me here. A sunset paints the sky with the colors of fire, all to fade into the black of night.

"This world is just too small."

"Then why do you not leave?"

A person in a brown robe stands beside me. How long was he standing there?

"What do you mean? I've tried, but the boats never get far."

The robed figure bows his head. "Still so much to learn," he mutters. "One day, you will be something great." He vanishes, as quietly as he came.

Words: 100