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I came because there was nowhere left to go. I remember standing in the lamplit streets
and staring up at the eternal night sky. I watched as the stars winked out one by one, like
somebody blowing out candles. One of them was mine. There was nothing I could do but
stare as my bright, glowing star of a home was extinguished. I remember thinking that it
ought to have felt like something, watching one's home disappear forever. I felt nothing,
but maybe it was because I was already too empty to feel.
Traverse Town has been my home since then, and it has been good to me. I've grown used
to the cobblestone streets and the sardined buildings. I've grown used to a sky where the
sun never rises. I've even grown used to watching the stars die away, a handful each night.
I don't want to think about what happens when the last star is gone.
The feather appeared one day, out of the blue. That was nothing new, of course; things ap-
pear here all the time. This feather was special, though. The day that it appeared, falling from
the sky like a shooting star, all the Heartless vanished. I shouldn't say vanished. More like
melted away. I haven't seen one since.
With this kind of power, it's no wonder everyone wants it. People have been whispering in the
streets about what they would do if they had the feather. They could protect themselves from
the Heartless. They could protect others. Some, who are stranded here, believe this feather is
the key to their way home.
But then, who would protect Traverse Town? It's not where I was born, but it's become like a
home to me. It took me in when there was nowhere else to go, and it took in all these others
as well. I refuse to let anyone take this protection away.
I've hidden the feather somewhere no one will find it, and I will protect it with my life. I won't
be alone, though. I have friends who agree, and want to protect their new hometown as much
as I do. We'll all work together to keep this feather safe. We'll have to keep our identities sec-
ret, so that we don't get attacked. I believe in myself, though, and I believe in my friends.
We'll protect the feather no matter what.
and staring up at the eternal night sky. I watched as the stars winked out one by one, like
somebody blowing out candles. One of them was mine. There was nothing I could do but
stare as my bright, glowing star of a home was extinguished. I remember thinking that it
ought to have felt like something, watching one's home disappear forever. I felt nothing,
but maybe it was because I was already too empty to feel.
Traverse Town has been my home since then, and it has been good to me. I've grown used
to the cobblestone streets and the sardined buildings. I've grown used to a sky where the
sun never rises. I've even grown used to watching the stars die away, a handful each night.
I don't want to think about what happens when the last star is gone.
The feather appeared one day, out of the blue. That was nothing new, of course; things ap-
pear here all the time. This feather was special, though. The day that it appeared, falling from
the sky like a shooting star, all the Heartless vanished. I shouldn't say vanished. More like
melted away. I haven't seen one since.
With this kind of power, it's no wonder everyone wants it. People have been whispering in the
streets about what they would do if they had the feather. They could protect themselves from
the Heartless. They could protect others. Some, who are stranded here, believe this feather is
the key to their way home.
But then, who would protect Traverse Town? It's not where I was born, but it's become like a
home to me. It took me in when there was nowhere else to go, and it took in all these others
as well. I refuse to let anyone take this protection away.
I've hidden the feather somewhere no one will find it, and I will protect it with my life. I won't
be alone, though. I have friends who agree, and want to protect their new hometown as much
as I do. We'll all work together to keep this feather safe. We'll have to keep our identities sec-
ret, so that we don't get attacked. I believe in myself, though, and I believe in my friends.
We'll protect the feather no matter what.
Last edited by alcasync on Sat Jul 04, 2015 11:32 pm; edited 10 times in total
I'll bite I guess. And I'll go with Pikachu.
