Sky Light
Final Fantasy VII
By: Bahamuts AngelVII
A/N: This is a quickie. This is my first Cloud and Aeris fan fiction… I'm more of a Cloti fan myself. But hey, I'm trying to expand my writing horizons! Review!
My head is pounding. Oh, god, what is this feeling? Something is soft beneath me. My eyes flutter open, and I see a bright light shining above me. Then I hear someone's voice, as soft and fluttery as an angel's. I see the voice's owner appear in front of me. She is smiling benignly, her stunning jade eyes showing that there is more to her than one could know. We converse a little, and all the while we're looking into each other's eyes. From just looking at her, I learn more things that I ever even cared to learn before. My future flashes before me in a moment.
I see this beautiful girl lying dead, covered in blood. Feelings burst forth; what is it I'm feeling? This woman, who I barely know, she is going to die. And already I am angered. She keeps on talking to me, not knowing what I am seeing. I hardly understand myself. But there is something inside me that tells me she will die. Why would the world take her away from me after such a small amount of time? She laughs a little bit. I smile too. We keep talking.
Now I see my dearest friend and two young children I do not know. One of them is diseased. I sense this is my family. Now I see her again, she is talking to me. She asks if I'm okay. She looks the same as always, but I feel as if millions of years have passed. But then I come back to the here, the now. I look into her eyes.
This woman kneeling before me is holding flowers. I am on a flower bed. A single patch of beauty in the midst of an ugly, expanding city called Midgar. I look up and I can see the ledge from which I fell. She calls my attention back to her. She is smiling at me and talking, she's saying things I don't understand.
She calls this place sacred, but what significance is this to me?
As we talk, I feel as if there is no end to time. As if we could sit here forever, in this sacred place. There is this connection I feel right now, at this moment, with this girl. I don't even know her name, but as she speaks I feel as if all the weight of the world has been lifted from my shoulders.
As she is speaking I look up.
And I look at the place where I have fallen.
From this angle the sky light does not look as scary as it was when I was above it.
Maybe it's only because I'm at this angle.
Or maybe it's because here I am now, with this woman I do not know, in this church.
Looking into the eyes of a goddess.
She then calls me back once again to this conversation we are having. I look at her, questioningly. She points up at the sky light, and talks about the future. It was almost as if she knew.
A/N: A lame first attempt at something deep and profound. Review.