A Hundred of Her Memories
16 – Memories
It's all she was.
Memories.
Sora's memories.
How could a Memory Puppet have a personality, let alone feel?
Xion sat atop the clock tower, gazing out at the starry sky. Axel and Roxas had probably already watched the sunset and gone home without her.
She always came here to think when her thoughts were whirling. The shining stars always calmed her.
Yet, sometimes Sora's memories would surface as her own, messing up her head. Even now, Sora's memories clouded her vision and overtook her.
She groaned, visions flashing before her; star-no…worlds, keys, shadows, hearts. Xion began slipping from the tower…
Continuation in the next theme: Tower. Read on, my friend!
