Terra/Cinderella
"There must be something I can do," Cinderella pleads, sinking to her knees—damn the ballgown—at Terra’s side. He’s wounded after jumping to her aid from some balcony far overhead to protect her from the nasty horde of unversed who attacked the castle.
The massive keyblade resting across his chest is pushed aside with a clang as he reaches past it grasp her hand, dainty and gloved, in his calloused fingers. “This is enough,” he says, hollow chest and gravelly voice, a smile spreading across his face to her growing distress.
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