Elements

Disclaimer: Final Fantasy V and all its characters belong to Squaresoft. However cute each and every one of them sprites may be, I will never have one to call my own. Such is the fate of a fanfic writer.

Pairings: None

Warning: This story is semi-spoily for those who have not played the game, but you have to know what I'm talking about in order to get the spoilers. It's vague. ^^;;

Author's Note: Just a ficlet I wrote, inspired by Alyssa's "I Am, We Are." It's a character description thing...because I love FF5's characters! None of the SNES Final Fantasy's have a big enough fanbase. =/ It's a shame, really.

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With inherited strength but an innate spirit, she calls out to stars in woe. She is the youth with the aged soul, descended from a Warrior of Dawn. Fragile in appearance yet strong in will, she lends her aid. When all is lost, she is the one that shines. When others are weak, she stands tall. She leads well, she follows boldly, and she fights with a resolution never seen in one so new to the world.
Hope gives the Earth blessings.

Alone in the world, she is the one who burns brightest. A star too hot to grasp yet close enough to feel. The warrior whose strength never wavers, whose heart never strays, who sees the world as just another obstacle. Still, under this stone façade, a soul lies with such tenderness even the lightest graze would bruise. Through the affection of friends and dear family, this pretense dies down slowly. Still, the warrior's force remains and leads the way to victory. The star still burns.
Courage lights the flame.

Selflessness makes her body quiver and ripple. Her weakness is in her inability to think of herself. She breaks apart, always. She falls; she fades. Though she's prone to frailness, like water, she always gathers herself in a dance of grace and beauty. This is where her true strength lies. Through her own magnanimous deeds, others grow higher towards the sun and sprout with newfound life. She exists for benevolence, to aid and nurture.
Kindness makes water the source of life.

An untamed mane flows in the breeze as strong hands grip tightly onto reins, and with it a new and exciting future. A hiryuu glides calmly, destination in mind, while its rider thinks of other pursuits. Battles and adventure cloud this man's mind, bent on saving the world from certain destruction. Old memories and hometowns cannot root this brave one, for he lives day by day fighting for the future. Whether he can look forward to good times or a darkened road is not certain, but he rides on. He catches the wind and journeys onward.
And pursuit lets wisdom ride the wind.

~Owari~

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