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Nobody's Listening
Tried to give you warning, But everyone ignored me. (Told you everything loud and clear) But nobody's listening.
Linkin Park, Nobody's Listening.
Seifer Almasy struggled against the guards trying to get back into the place he had called home for so many years. He knew he had been wrong, his dream had led him down a path, a path that was wrong to take. He allowed it to blind hi to what was real and right.
His dream had placed him under the power of an evil sorceress, made him her slave. He, the once proud Seifer Almasy, in charge of the Disciplinary Committee reduced to a mindless lap-dog.
Even his closest friends had abandoned him in the end after being unable to drag him back to reality. They had found him battered, unconscious on the Esthar plains. All he could remember was a multi-armed figure in red, a huge blade blasting him backwards out of the looming pillar that was the Lunatic Pandora.
They had told him how Squall and the others had gone to a time compressed world and had taken on his manipulator, his tormentor, the Sorceress Ultimicea and they had won.
He had suffered a deep sense of longing as he watched Garden fly over him and had made the decision to get back there, to his home. And here he was now, his ex-fellow SeeDs hissing and booing as the guards restrained him.
He didn't blame them, he had led an attack against them, had got so many of them killed. He tried to tell them he was sorry, that he was man enough to take the blame and had changed, but as the guards threw him out the gate onto the floor he realised nobody was listening.
Nobody's Listening
Tried to give you warning, But everyone ignored me. (Told you everything loud and clear) But nobody's listening.
Linkin Park, Nobody's Listening.
Seifer Almasy struggled against the guards trying to get back into the place he had called home for so many years. He knew he had been wrong, his dream had led him down a path, a path that was wrong to take. He allowed it to blind hi to what was real and right.
His dream had placed him under the power of an evil sorceress, made him her slave. He, the once proud Seifer Almasy, in charge of the Disciplinary Committee reduced to a mindless lap-dog.
Even his closest friends had abandoned him in the end after being unable to drag him back to reality. They had found him battered, unconscious on the Esthar plains. All he could remember was a multi-armed figure in red, a huge blade blasting him backwards out of the looming pillar that was the Lunatic Pandora.
They had told him how Squall and the others had gone to a time compressed world and had taken on his manipulator, his tormentor, the Sorceress Ultimicea and they had won.
He had suffered a deep sense of longing as he watched Garden fly over him and had made the decision to get back there, to his home. And here he was now, his ex-fellow SeeDs hissing and booing as the guards restrained him.
He didn't blame them, he had led an attack against them, had got so many of them killed. He tried to tell them he was sorry, that he was man enough to take the blame and had changed, but as the guards threw him out the gate onto the floor he realised nobody was listening.