Welcome to my world of final Fantasy 9! This is a really sad attempt at a
FF fanfiction but I did my best. It was written several years again when I
didn't have the perfected writing skills I have now. It's kind of a short
squeal to the very ending of the game. It makes me better thinking that I
know what happened in the time that elapses and you never know what
happens. So I write fanfiction about it. I hope you enjoy this nice
story, and check out some of my other works. REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW! Don't
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Disclaimer: I don't own anything to do with Final Fantasy 9. I do not own any names, places or things mentioned in this story. All I can credit myself with is the storyline of this story.
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Chapter I: Garnet's grief
Garnet stared out the gates of her castle. This day was like any other. She stood and stared for many hours, ignoring the orders of Beatrix and Steiner. She knew in her heart that one day he would return to her. When the sun would set, she would journey back into her castle. It had been almost two years since that fateful day. Garnet still refused to accept the fact that he could be dead.
She went into her royal chamber and sat down in her chair before her vanity. There were heavy bags under her eyes. Never until his "death" the young princess look so ugly. She took her hairpiece from her hair and set it atop her vanity. She exchanged it for a hairbrush, and began to brush her long black hair. It had regrown since their adventurers together.
As she set down her brush, her fingers ran against the jeweled black closed box that sat before her, unopened for quite awhile. The top was slightly top, as she squeezed her finger in-between the opening. The once princess, now queen's entire existence, and propose in life sat dormant in that box. She lifted the top open slowly, gazing inside of it. A crown sat inside, and seemed to peer back at her.
Beautifully jeweled, is fit around her head snug and flattering. Garnet didn't pick it up; she just laid her hand in the box and gently touched the crown's side with her index finger. A sharp rap at the door made the young queen jump. She closed the box and stood up, opening the door to her dressing room slightly. Outside the door was a small white envelope.
Garnet bent down to pick it up. She turned it over to find that the other side was plain and blank. She opened slowly, cautious of what might be inside. There was an invitation enclosed. There was going to be a reunion play performed by the group Tantalus. A smile crossed the young queen's face, the first smile in a long time.
Her eyes wondered upon the invitation, seeing as the date was set for two weeks from tomorrow. The anniversary of his disappearance some called it his death. The queen slipped the invitation back into its envelope, and proceeded into her bedroom. Next to her bed was a large cage. A white sheet was draped over it. The queen tugged on one side of the sheet, causing it to slide of onto the floor.
Inside it sat two beautiful yellow canaries. Garnet smiled as she saw them, they gave her so many memories of the past four years. Even though they reminded her of the first night they met, it was the beginning of the short time they spent together, the short love they never expressed. Taped onto the cage, a white note type card had the words "I want to be your canary" printed neatly upon it
Disclaimer: I don't own anything to do with Final Fantasy 9. I do not own any names, places or things mentioned in this story. All I can credit myself with is the storyline of this story.
Return to me
Chapter I: Garnet's grief
Garnet stared out the gates of her castle. This day was like any other. She stood and stared for many hours, ignoring the orders of Beatrix and Steiner. She knew in her heart that one day he would return to her. When the sun would set, she would journey back into her castle. It had been almost two years since that fateful day. Garnet still refused to accept the fact that he could be dead.
She went into her royal chamber and sat down in her chair before her vanity. There were heavy bags under her eyes. Never until his "death" the young princess look so ugly. She took her hairpiece from her hair and set it atop her vanity. She exchanged it for a hairbrush, and began to brush her long black hair. It had regrown since their adventurers together.
As she set down her brush, her fingers ran against the jeweled black closed box that sat before her, unopened for quite awhile. The top was slightly top, as she squeezed her finger in-between the opening. The once princess, now queen's entire existence, and propose in life sat dormant in that box. She lifted the top open slowly, gazing inside of it. A crown sat inside, and seemed to peer back at her.
Beautifully jeweled, is fit around her head snug and flattering. Garnet didn't pick it up; she just laid her hand in the box and gently touched the crown's side with her index finger. A sharp rap at the door made the young queen jump. She closed the box and stood up, opening the door to her dressing room slightly. Outside the door was a small white envelope.
Garnet bent down to pick it up. She turned it over to find that the other side was plain and blank. She opened slowly, cautious of what might be inside. There was an invitation enclosed. There was going to be a reunion play performed by the group Tantalus. A smile crossed the young queen's face, the first smile in a long time.
Her eyes wondered upon the invitation, seeing as the date was set for two weeks from tomorrow. The anniversary of his disappearance some called it his death. The queen slipped the invitation back into its envelope, and proceeded into her bedroom. Next to her bed was a large cage. A white sheet was draped over it. The queen tugged on one side of the sheet, causing it to slide of onto the floor.
Inside it sat two beautiful yellow canaries. Garnet smiled as she saw them, they gave her so many memories of the past four years. Even though they reminded her of the first night they met, it was the beginning of the short time they spent together, the short love they never expressed. Taped onto the cage, a white note type card had the words "I want to be your canary" printed neatly upon it