A Memory of Fire

On the beach, the hedgehog naps,

While on the shore, waves softly lap.

The world is safe, and it is free,

From Metal's animosity.

…

Yet unease lingers in the air,

As he's touched by old despair.

He sees the magma, sees his foe,

Sees him into fire go.

…

Tails is fine, has a new plane.

And from surfing can't refrain.

Knuckles still for treasure seeks,

Robotnik curses, roars, and shrieks.

…

And Metal lingers in his mind,

No solace there for him to find.

His body carries bruises still.

The wind is warm, yet carries chill.

…

New foes will come, more 'bots to beat,

But all he wants is rest and sleep.

Planet Freedom's safe, averted end,

And here at least, he's with his friends.