A/N: I do not own final fantasy viii or any characters
found within. they all belong to squaresoft.
A/N2: These poems are based off kurai illusion's fanfiction Spirits. If you
like these poems, please go and read
her writing.
his return
today. yet another batch of cadets
to scribble frantically at test papers in the
classroom; silent save for the
sounds of pen against paper. some will pass,
to go on to the battle zone, and some will stay behind,
woeful but determined to continue on -
fingers tear open a white envelope and shakily
unfold a single piece of paper. tension mounts -
[who's in my class for the test?] the paper flutters
gently to the floor as she gasps
and leans back, face pale, against the railing
[not him, not again – still trying after so long?
can't be him – I must be dreaming]
but the name's still there, stark black
against the white of the paper -
'almasy, seifer'.