The sky was a bright vivid pink, and the sun was setting over the ocean. The palm trees towered above as it got darker and darker. Xion's fingers curled around a Thalassa Shell. She leaned against a Palm Tree quietly, not making a sound. The waves slowly rolled up on the beach, and the sun was eventually drowned by the ocean. The moon shined high in the air, and stars were bright. Xion's boots sank into the sand as she walked along the edge of the beach. She gripped the seashell tight, and closed her eyes. Then she threw the seashell into the black, churning water. She kept throwing seashells, 50 to be exact. A tear ran down her cheek slowly. The dark, murky water swirled and rose up, forming a star shaped fruit. It then transformed into a figure in a black cloak. The cloaked boy held two keyblades, Xion recognized them as Oathkeeper and Oblivion. "Roxas... Do you remember?" Xion asked as the water swirled back into the waves.
