She is only a little girl. How could she understand what is going on. But for some reason she is painfully aware that the woman sitting next to her will die soon, it was clear because of the sweat covered her face and her breathing becoming more and more faint.
It really quite sad, she should not understand what death is. But that did not matter. She wanted to just find the closest train station so she could find some help, and fast. But how it ached to know that she could not command the speed of the train as it went it's ordinary pace.
But to the little girl's frustrating annoyance, it was getting slower. Her face was beginning to burn red with tears when she eventually realized that…
"Mommy were almost there!"
Her mother looked at her daughter with a weak smile as the little girl shed tears of joy firmly grasping the clear ball her mother gave her. The prayer was working. Her mother had told her that it was very special type of materia. She knew it would help her mother.
As the train finally slowed to a stop she saw a woman out the window. She had had a pale, emotionless face. It made the little girl sad. When she and her mother came out of the sad woman to the little girl's pleasure came to help her mother.
She knew everything would be alright.
Everything was going to be alright.
Awake, she was blessed every time with the waking up before going to far into the dream, the dream always made her miss her mother more. But it hurt less, maybe because she was older.
She would get up out of bed to fix her hair and put on her favorite dress and got her mother's materia. She knew it was useless, it did not save her mother. But she felt closer to her when she had it.
She was ready for the day. She opened her window a took a big whiff of the flower garden, it was her favorite part of the morning, waking up to this gorgeous smell. She planted a lot of the flowers, she hopes her mother is proud.
She walked downstairs to be greeted kindly, like every morning of course.
"Aeris! Are you ready for breakfast!" Her adopted mother shouted.
"Sorry mom, but we have been without gil for a while, I thought I should go and go early so I might actually get some sales this time."
Her mother frowned. "You know I hate it when you go out there."
"I'll be okay." And with that she ran off happily with her flower basket.
Aeris really didn't like the slums, not because she was scared. She could hold her own though she wished she had a bodyguard. She regained her focus before she thought about those letter that were never written back. No, what really bothered her was how sad the slums were.
She grabbed her mother's materia in her pocket.
Aeris heard crying in a distance.
"Mommmyyy!" A little girl cried.
She walked to the child hoping to that she could help.
"What's wrong?" Aeris asked softly.
The child was whimpering now. "My mommy is asleep and she won't wake up!"
Aeris knew immediately what was wrong. A child who loses her mother.
"Sweetie, let me take you somewhere safe." Aeris bit her tongue, not sure if she used the right words.
"No! Not without my mommy!"
Aeris's eye's began to turn red. She had a broken heart She needed to bring someone who could help before went to sell flowers. This child's tears had become her priority.
"Just stay here. Okay?" It hurt her to leave this helpless child but she knew little of what to do. But as she walked off she could hear the crying start up again.
She walked back. And grabbed a flower out of her basket.
"This is for your mommy." Aeris said as she handed the flowers to the little girl.
"Thank you." The child said a little bit more calm.
"My name is Aeris Gainsborough. And I am going to find someone to help you."
Maybe the materia worked after all. She thought. After doing what she could she finally was able to sell her flowers, though as usual it was unsuccessful. Maybe they would sell better in different environment. Oh how she wanted to leave, to see the world. But it seemed to far out of her grasp. So she decided that she would make somehow, make the world beautiful. All it needed was a couple of flowers.
