The Halcyon Chronicles, Chapter 1: Preferably Present
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"So, I guess this is goodbye.." the boy uttered. His voice so soft it nearly couldn't be heard over the sound of his walking. As he saw his two friends' destination just up ahead, his brilliant blue eyes glistened.
"Gwarsh buddy. If we're to meet again, in this world or another, it's because we were meant to. That's what I've been thinking," replied Goofy, a lofty figure sporting a green jacket too small for him, and shoes too big.
In his calmest voice, which was not normally part of Donald's loud attitude, the shortest of the trio's conversation stated, "Now that the King has returned, he's going to need Goofy and I more than ever." But even his neutralized speech couldn't fully hide his grief. With that, the three stopped their walk and resided for the moment on a tree which had fallen over during the storm a few nights before. Donald ruffled his feathers a bit, while Goofy seated himself and brushed off his green outfit.
"Yeeup. Back to our usual duties, right Donald?" the tall one asked, tilting his matching green hat just slightly on the side to where he preferred it most.
"I'd say so. But don't think you'll be able to just sleep all day in the courtyard anymore, there are pressing matters at hand!" the short duck said blatantly, with just a hint of an all-too-stern grump.
"Oh, we got 'em all." He replied comically, turning to the boy who was being much more quiet than he normally was, shy even. "We beat 'em good.. err, we beat 'em light. Heeyuck. Get it? Do ya get it, Sora?" he exclaimed, laughing dizzily.
"Aw phooey. The King will have us figuring out how to keep that door shut, and any other-" he broke off, peering around his two patrons as if there were spies about. Almost in a whispering now, he said softly, "and any other keyholes we didn't find."
( Keyholes . . . other keyholes? )
"What keyholes!?" the boy blurted out quickly, breaking the hushed conversation.
Though a bit stunned by the sudden outburst, Donald quickly indulged Sora's curious nature. "Even since before we first met in Traverse Town, King Mickey had already sealed four keyholes. And sealed almost twice as many as we sealed by the time we reached Hollow Bastion."
"Yeeup. I told you the King was brave, Sora. But still, he's no Key Blade Master. That'll always be your calling!" Goofy exclaimed. "With that Key Blade, you can do anything, buddy, remember th-"
"But wait!" Sora interrupted, jumping off the log, still trying to comprehend that there might be more keyholes. "If I have the Key Blade, how did your King seal anything? The only other Key Blade was destroyed when we unlocked Kairi's heart.. right?"
"Oh no, Sora. There are lots of Key Blades. They're all scattered throughout the many worlds," Goofy said, shaking his head knowingly.
"But then why.."
"That's why you're so special, it chose you!" Donald chimed in.
"Then how.." Sora's voice trailed off again, not fully understanding the impact of what was being said.
"King Mickey is very powerful," Donald explained, "and of a pure heart too. The Key Blade knew what the King was trying to do and appeared before him with a Key Blade his very own, right for what he needed to accomplish."
"Which he did, with your help," Goofy added.
"Yea. But without you two," Sora looked at his friends, "I wouldn't have made it anywhere."
"Oh gwarsh. All for one, and one for all. Right?"
"Right!" Donald and Sora agreed together.
With all six hands in, the three made the same pact they made when they first started their long, but most exciting, adventure . . . to stay with each other in their hearts and minds. Because surely their bodies will follow!
( How will I find Kairi without you two? )
And so the tall, green-clad individual accompanied, of course, by his shorter and magically endowed companion headed back to the King's castle. Sora did not join them in walking back to the safety of those walls. He said his goodbyes, turned around and steered himself in the opposite direction. It was time to find the Destiny Islands . . . and Kairi. Such thoughts made his brilliant blue eyes glisten. Shining as bright as the small, twinkling key chain dangling from the end of his Key Blade. How Sora was going to make it to different worlds and make his way back to that one special island was still a mystery. But Sora knew he had to make it back to Kairi . . . He promised.
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"So, I guess this is goodbye.." the boy uttered. His voice so soft it nearly couldn't be heard over the sound of his walking. As he saw his two friends' destination just up ahead, his brilliant blue eyes glistened.
"Gwarsh buddy. If we're to meet again, in this world or another, it's because we were meant to. That's what I've been thinking," replied Goofy, a lofty figure sporting a green jacket too small for him, and shoes too big.
In his calmest voice, which was not normally part of Donald's loud attitude, the shortest of the trio's conversation stated, "Now that the King has returned, he's going to need Goofy and I more than ever." But even his neutralized speech couldn't fully hide his grief. With that, the three stopped their walk and resided for the moment on a tree which had fallen over during the storm a few nights before. Donald ruffled his feathers a bit, while Goofy seated himself and brushed off his green outfit.
"Yeeup. Back to our usual duties, right Donald?" the tall one asked, tilting his matching green hat just slightly on the side to where he preferred it most.
"I'd say so. But don't think you'll be able to just sleep all day in the courtyard anymore, there are pressing matters at hand!" the short duck said blatantly, with just a hint of an all-too-stern grump.
"Oh, we got 'em all." He replied comically, turning to the boy who was being much more quiet than he normally was, shy even. "We beat 'em good.. err, we beat 'em light. Heeyuck. Get it? Do ya get it, Sora?" he exclaimed, laughing dizzily.
"Aw phooey. The King will have us figuring out how to keep that door shut, and any other-" he broke off, peering around his two patrons as if there were spies about. Almost in a whispering now, he said softly, "and any other keyholes we didn't find."
( Keyholes . . . other keyholes? )
"What keyholes!?" the boy blurted out quickly, breaking the hushed conversation.
Though a bit stunned by the sudden outburst, Donald quickly indulged Sora's curious nature. "Even since before we first met in Traverse Town, King Mickey had already sealed four keyholes. And sealed almost twice as many as we sealed by the time we reached Hollow Bastion."
"Yeeup. I told you the King was brave, Sora. But still, he's no Key Blade Master. That'll always be your calling!" Goofy exclaimed. "With that Key Blade, you can do anything, buddy, remember th-"
"But wait!" Sora interrupted, jumping off the log, still trying to comprehend that there might be more keyholes. "If I have the Key Blade, how did your King seal anything? The only other Key Blade was destroyed when we unlocked Kairi's heart.. right?"
"Oh no, Sora. There are lots of Key Blades. They're all scattered throughout the many worlds," Goofy said, shaking his head knowingly.
"But then why.."
"That's why you're so special, it chose you!" Donald chimed in.
"Then how.." Sora's voice trailed off again, not fully understanding the impact of what was being said.
"King Mickey is very powerful," Donald explained, "and of a pure heart too. The Key Blade knew what the King was trying to do and appeared before him with a Key Blade his very own, right for what he needed to accomplish."
"Which he did, with your help," Goofy added.
"Yea. But without you two," Sora looked at his friends, "I wouldn't have made it anywhere."
"Oh gwarsh. All for one, and one for all. Right?"
"Right!" Donald and Sora agreed together.
With all six hands in, the three made the same pact they made when they first started their long, but most exciting, adventure . . . to stay with each other in their hearts and minds. Because surely their bodies will follow!
( How will I find Kairi without you two? )
And so the tall, green-clad individual accompanied, of course, by his shorter and magically endowed companion headed back to the King's castle. Sora did not join them in walking back to the safety of those walls. He said his goodbyes, turned around and steered himself in the opposite direction. It was time to find the Destiny Islands . . . and Kairi. Such thoughts made his brilliant blue eyes glisten. Shining as bright as the small, twinkling key chain dangling from the end of his Key Blade. How Sora was going to make it to different worlds and make his way back to that one special island was still a mystery. But Sora knew he had to make it back to Kairi . . . He promised.
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