Simple Adventure:

To take one step at a time is all I can do … otherwise I will fall.

To keep running, to let things come to me, to leave after each adventure, is all I can do.

To let my friends run behind, waiting to help me out is all I can do.

I look up to the starry night in a desert in the middle of nowhere. And I see all the adventures I have been on right before my very eyes.

Just me and the stars.

I am a guy who loves adventures, as the stars demonstrate. The time where I pop the cage to save my animal friends on Green Hill is demonstrated by small animals figures

The time where I conquered the Final Hazard with the power of my friends is demonstrated from the stars forming the shape of an explosion.

The time where I beat the Jet in a race is demonstrated through the imaginary Extreme Gear I am seeing.

But there seems to be a gap. As I look up in the stars, I see a feather that landed on my feet when I saw a ceremony.

Nothing happened that night, but I remember.

Because it is the simple kind of adventure I enjoy. The adventure where I can take my shoes off and run free, with the wind of the night going against me, but I keep running anyway.

I look at my shoes and the long desert track. Can I really run free … right here, right now?

No time like the present I suppose.

I slip off my defining red shoes and let them rest in the sand.

I look off into the distance and place one of my small-gloved fingers into the sand.

As I begin to run, that finger draws a small line in the sand so I can find my way back to the beginning of the run.

The night is so thrilling.

I let my finger up and began running into the moonlight. I become a mere blue blur in time because I am running down the beaten tracks so fast.

The sand is coarse between my feet. I don't like sand. Tonight, however, it feels ticklish. I let out a long laugh into the night, loving that the wind is pounding against my face.

I am the coolest, fastest, hedgehog alive and I am proud of it.

Then I see something else in the sky.

A small flame.

I am reminded of something that could be hope. The flame, though not real and burning, has hope resinating in it like the stars in the sky.

I stop and wiggle my feet.

Oh man, what a thrilling run.

I look into the distance to see my shoes again. It is out here I can let go of all my venturing, of Eggman and just have a simple adventure.

A run.

AUTHOR'S NOTES: I have always wondered what the character of Sonic was like. I wanted to do a character development one shot of some kind for sometime now. Just this afternoon, I got the idea of him having a simple adventure, and presenting a gap that was the Adventure in Soleanna.

I really enjoyed writing from Sonic's perspective, and even though it was a one-shot and very short, I still enjoyed writing it as much as I like writing epics.

Hope for feedback, if not, that is fine as well. Just enjoy the simple adventure life is.