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Not Alone…
Xion's eyes flinched as they tried to open, being greeted with a bright light from the sun. She heard the ocean waves flowing by her, for she just realized that she was floating on the service. The cold ocean water met with the warm sun light, making her body feel such peace and comfort, for she remembered that she died and returned to Sora.
She motioned her body up, setting her feet on the sand under her feet. She stood and turned to the ocean's horizon, the water reaching up to her knees.
"I guess… this is where I'll stay…" She whispered, closing her eyes in deep thought.
She walked towards the ocean, her feet floating as they moved forward, but then she was stopped by something hard, which made her fall backwards into the water and splashing herself.
"Ouch," She whined, rubbing her head.
She looked back up to see her reflection, a glass wall separating her path. She looked around it and found that it was small, but it was circling around her. She gasped as she realized that she was in a glass case, a round sphere trapping her in this sandy ocean near the island.
"About time you woke," A voice sighed behind her.
Xion turned her head to see a dark figure leaning on the glass prison, his arms crossed and his head down. He was wearing nothing but black slick pants that were soaked to the bone, most likely from being in this glass sphere for a long time.
"Well," He spoke, lifting his head to reveal his familiar face. "At least now I don't have to talk to myself."
Xion was stunned to see his face, walking to the middle of the glass sphere and sitting down into the water, the waves reaching up to her stomach.
"I guess we have a lot to talk about," She spoke.
The dark haired boy walked to her, sitting down in front of her and looking into her eyes.
"How should we start?"
Chapter end…
I like this concept; I love the feeling of an ocean glass prison with the waves still flowing by you.