The Lost Blue Butterfly

by Greyshade

Everyone thinks that madness will subside once the Sorceress War II end, but the truth is, the conspiracy of seizing Galbadia presidential chair raises the fight that beginning to spread around the world. And being the only Sorceress alive, Rinoa must face her fate for her to be the next "weapon" of the Sorceress War III. When the knight is helpless, where else the sorceress get

1. Prologue

The Lost Blue Butterfly

Prologue

It was too quiet, too quiet even for the dead, but there she was, staring in the darkness. Maybe months ago, she would have done anything to avoid the hush; it was simply not her nature, but now she enjoyed it. Perhaps it was what the silence meant, perhaps it was what Squall felt, and perhaps she could understand him. So many things haunted her. Could she be able to change the past? A sarcastic chuckle came out from her mouth.

Even Ellone can't do that.

A cold night breeze brushed her hair; she didn't bother to tidy it up. Although she was miles away, she could hear the pained scream from a mother as she was ripped from her child. She could hear their agony as if she was there; witnessing everything with her very own eyes. But here she was, trapped in a never-ending politics. She couldn't tell which side she was on because deep down, she knew that she was just a pawn. They said she was their successor; she was their savior; they gave her everything she needed. She was like a flower, placed in a racy pot. As beautiful as it ever be, she would wither. Yes, she was a pretty flower; but slowly she would die because in the very beginning, she was merely a sacrifice. She didn't want to be a sorceress. She didn't need the power to control the universe. She just wished to live peacefully, had a family, and lived happily ever after. That was false hope, she perfectly knew that, but even a false hope was better than nothing.

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