Mirror of the Mist
Chapter 1: Decision
Yuna
(Yuna's point of view)
I miss him. I want so badly to see him. I constantly think about what could have happened to him after he jumped off the deck of the airship. In my mind I come up with so many different possibilities. Did he disappear? Did he get sent somewhere else? Did the faith feel sorry for him and create a new world for him? Or could he possibly have been sent back home? If so does he even remember me?
I love him so much. I told him be before he disappeared. He didn't say a word he just walked up to me from behind and wrapped his arms around my shoulders. I loved the way it felt, even though I could barely feel anything. It was almost like being hugged by a phantom. I guess in a sense I was. If he was actually alive in the first place.
No! I won't think that, he was real. He was flesh and blood with a heart and soul. He was kind and beautiful. I don't think I can ever feel the same way about anyone the way I felt about him.
I sit here at the same place he last stood. I stare at the stars in the sky and my heart aches. I can't stop thinking about him. I know it's been awhile since he left, but I will never forget him.
"For those we've lost, never forget them."
I remember the words I said just days after he vanished. I was addressing all of Spira, but I felt like I was only talking to him. In my heart I feel like he had heard me.
I also remember the sphere I had made before we defeated Sin. It had small parts where he was on it. I wish I had it with me. He had picked it up when I dropped it on the path to Zanarkand and didn't tell me. He had thrown it into the air when we confronted Sin in Bevelle believing that I didn't need it anymore since he was determined to save me. He told me once that he had treasured it while he had it with him. Part of me wishes he had kept it so he would have a part of me with him, always.
The spheres. I remember Auron telling us the magic of the spheres come from the water of the spring in Macalania Woods. It can react to your memories to create a memory sphere. Like inside the dome in Zanarkand, the lair of Yunalesca. But there it was water, it was the pyreflies.
Spheres…that's it! I may not have the old sphere anymore, but I can make myself a new one. At least that way I will have a piece of him always with me. Why hadn't I thought of this before?
My mind set and my heart beating with excitement. I stood up and walked toward the hatch that led into the ship.
End Chapter 1