Vivi's Pondering...
By Mythakazu
NOTE: This is basically a sad little story/elegy mixed into one about Vivi and his pondering about existence and life itself, basically. The poem part I handed in for a school assignment, but I added a li'l more for Vivi's sake ^_- Final Fantasy is copyright Squaresoft, but if any of it's employees are reading this, can I pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeze have Vivi-san? ^-^
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A small forest... It is a calm, brisk autumn night, where the forest floor is covered in leaves of red, yellow and brown. A full moon is glistening overhead, creating small patches of light beneath the thickly woven tree branches. At first, the forest is silent, aside from a slight rustle now and then, but then a small whimper can be heard in the background. It seems to be a soft, sad song of some sort.
At first, nothing can be seen through the shadows, but with a closer look, a small figure can be seen. It's face seems to be engulfed in shadow by a large flopsy hat and a roughly stitched up cloak. However, two bright, innocent glowing moon yellow eyes protrude from the darkness. It's cheeks seemed tear stained, and gave a quiet sniffle every so often... Vivi Ornitier, a young black mage. This was the same creature that was emitting the soft, sad sound...
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How do you prove you exist?Maybe we don't exist...
Life is a mystery to me...
I need a way... To see...
I need to find my spirit...
Who I really am...
Was I really born?
Or simply created by hand?
How do you prove you exist?
Maybe you don't exist...
Somebody light up the way...
As I stare into the sky with dismay...
Someone prove me right...
Or I could be plain wrong...
As I speak this poem...
And finish up my song...
How do you prove you exist?
Maybe we don't exist...
Listen to this elegy...
Hear my tear filled plea...
Questions, answers...
I need to know...
How do I exist?
Do I even have a soul?
How do you prove you exist?
Maybe we don't exist...
Please show me...
Don't ignore me...
I need to know...
Please hear my call...
I feel so weak inside...
I feel like I've made a mess of it all...
Somebody...
Anywhere...
Do I really exist?...
Vivi sighed once more, and bent over to pick up his staff which was lying on the forest floor, with a few leaves on top of it. Brushing them off, he picked it up and began walking back towards the Black Mage Village...
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Well, did everyone like it? I did ^-^ *Picks up her Vivi plushie and squeezes it until the stuffing is about to burst* Then again, I'm the author, so my vote doesn't count. Please read and review and share some of your thoughts about this short yet sad poem thingy I wrote when I was feeling a little depressed, yet FF9 high... Yeeeeah... --Mythakazu