A Hundred of Her Memories

by Timber Wolf of Purity

Xion - A Replica. A puppet. But who says she can't make memories of her own? With a heartless assassin and a nobody with a heart for friends, anything is possible. Why not falling in love? "I couldn't have done it without my trusty side-kick." "Side-kick? I prefer partner-in-crime at worst, and your-illustrious-highness at best." In the end, true love will conquer over evil.

19. Stars

A Hundred of Her Memories

19 – Stars

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"Y'know, every star is a world," Axel informed, his head propped on his arms.

"Every one?" Xion gaped. Roxas smiled at her from his grassy bed.

"Isn't it cool? I couldn't believe it the first time I saw how many there were."

"Why can't we see them from the Castle?"

"Hm…I guess because it's the world in-between. It isn't part of the same realm as these worlds, so we can't see the stars," Axel explained.

"Well that stinks…I wish we could've star-gazed every night…."

Axel rolled over on the hillside, looking into her upturned eyes. "That could still happen…" he smirked.

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Continued in the next chapter. I like these continuation things way too much. haha!

In Christ,

~ Timber Wolf