[She laces her fingers through his, squeezing tightly. She wants nothing more than to be real. She knows, on some level, she is. She is real, she isn't Sora. She's Xion. She's her own person...
... But the fear doesn't go away so easily.]
I was made from Sora's memories. Those are still in me, sort of. All my memories are of being a boy, even though I just want to be me. I'm scared of waking up, and everyone's forgotten me again, and I'm just- I'm just Sora again.
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Date: 2019-08-29 05:33 am (UTC)[She laces her fingers through his, squeezing tightly. She wants nothing more than to be real. She knows, on some level, she is. She is real, she isn't Sora. She's Xion. She's her own person...
... But the fear doesn't go away so easily.]
I was made from Sora's memories. Those are still in me, sort of. All my memories are of being a boy, even though I just want to be me. I'm scared of waking up, and everyone's forgotten me again, and I'm just- I'm just Sora again.