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This was a small world where normal was considered strange and strange was considered normal. Everyone spoke in riddles and dressed in the loud colors of red and black. Serving under the controlling rule of a single Queen, Wonderland was a destinctive place of coloration and awe.
The world of Wonderland welcomed the boy and his strangeness with open arms. With his unusual speech and outlandish clothes, he had fit right in with the uniqueness that everyone in Wonderland shared. And yet with the World being as crazy and as vibrant as it was, the Keyblade wielder was the odd one out.
The Queen of Hearts detested the unknown boy in the beginning. How dare he barge into her court and accuse her of being wrong!? She was the Queen! The stubborn boy had refused to leave and continued to wreck havoc in her Kingdom. He was a nuisance, but even she couldn't deny that because of him the dark monsters slowly ceased to be in her world.
The boy, Sora, was energetic and lively. His eyes were crystal clear and a vivd blue like the vast sky. He was a breath of fresh air in the monotonous everyday setting of Wonderland. Despite their peculiar ways and lifestyles, things started to grow repetitive. Even with the arrival of the blonde haired girl, Alice, everything soon went back to their original ways after the excitement over seeing a new face died down.
When the boy started coming around more, her Kingdom had started to become, dare she say it; fun. The world started to regain it's merriment. Everyone had started to grow energetic and animated again. Her people had regained their smiles after so long. She may not have liked the boy very much, but she did appreciate the fact that her people started to become motivated again. Though she would never say that aloud. And when he left, she was sure that he would take all of the excitement with him and that the place would go back to normal. Or as normal as Wonderland could be.
The Queen however, was stunned when she realized that even long after the Keyblade wielder's departure, her people still kept their drive and enjoyment. It was as if the boy had returned Wonderland back to it's golden years. She could feel it, that the heart of the world had changed. Regaining whatever it was that she didn't know had been missing. Though the boy was gone, she still felt his presence lingering in Wonderland. A piece of his heart had been left behind for them to keep.
She may not have liked the boy in the beginning, but he did something for her world that no other could do. He brought back the life they had lost and the sky's long fading radiance.