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Literature

Xion's Grave

Her eyes never glistnened or gleamed. It was the price of having no soul, unable to feel the happy or sorrow. She realized that couldn't ever stop her from wanting to grow wings and feel the joy of being able to shed at least one single tear. Her friends helped her immerse the true sadness that pent up within- she was becoming one. Slowly she felt the heaviness as she wielded the blade- "it's so light," she stated placing a hand over her heart as a trailing tear trickled down.