Prompt:
: The Fight Isn't Over Yet :
Where are you going?
Why do you run?
Back to your home of island and sun?
Did you really think that trouble was gone?
Aren't you wrong; it's only just
Begun…
And your precious skies will not stay blue.
And your precious waters will not stay clear.
And your precious land will not stay together.
Nothing ever does.
Nothing will be precious, or sacred,
Other than your blood to be shed. Along with tears.
So where are you going?
Why do you run?
The worst has not even come.
So don't break, don't die, not yet.
The fight isn't over yet.
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This drabble/prompt is sorta from Xemnas' POV, as if he would say this right before he died :) I sorta like it…