The daily things that keep us all busy
It was enough of a distraction to try and exist in the daily grind without screaming.
Many days I wanted to stop and yell about the injustices of the world.
How in the hell had we all got caught up in this madness? Why had the keyblade come to Sora? Why did I have to be one of the seven princesses that could unlock the ultimate door to the darkness?
As these thoughts chased around in my head one more haunted me quietly, something from the past that had gone unnoticed.
Ansem had looked so like Riku. Why was that so?
A tiny whisper from the very center of my heart answered, you know.
I shook my head trying to quiet the thought that had resounded so loudly. There was only one reason why Ansem would look so much like Riku. There was only one reason why I would be a princess of heart. There was only one reason why I had tried so hard to forget what I had known for so long, what Riku could barely recall.