Ruined Kingdom
Regardless of warnings the future doesn't scare me at all
How simple it had all seemed then, before the darkness came.
Sora.
Sora was with me, playing on the beach, children. Not that I'm any older for the pain wrought upon us. An entire year without a body, an entire year without a friend. Two years had passed since that night when the darkness swallowed up our island.
I closed my eyes against the light. The sound of Wakka and Selphie and Tidus echoed around, playing somewhere off in the distance, happy to be home.
Sora couldn't be home. He was off somewhere, fighting the darkness, trying to restore the world, trying to find…
Riku.
Riku used to love to race. The two of them always competing for my attention. Both of them gone.
I was left alone on the island, a sullen girl of sixteen whose melancholy threatened to bleed out onto the beach. My tears filled the ocean. My heart beat for them in painful, heaving sobs. My sighs filled the air with a kind of music that Emily Bronte could write another masterpiece to.
I lay my elbows back in the warm, gritty sand and closed my eyes against the bright light. Maybe the darkness would be better than this.