Lightning's Thoughts XIII-2:

Historia Crux

Never had Lightning felt so dizzy in her life. Floating in that twisting, turning space, endlessly, it drove her mad. Where was she going? Where was she from? Somewhere, deep in the back of her mind, she feared she had died.

All that she had said to Serah, all the joy of those last moments fell from her.

She tried to fight it. If only she was a little stronger, if only she were still a l'cie then maybe she could pull herself out of it and back to her friends. Soft golden light blurred her vision. Sounds like clockworks filled her ears, each tick sending her into a deeper sleep.

It stole her mobility, her will to fight. Her head fell back as it took her.

Her history washed over her lives waves of an ocean. Serah's smiling face, Hope earnestly following in her footsteps, the chaos of the purge, the sadness of her mother's grave. The memories washed over and slipped away, leaving her on long forgotten shores.

Never had she felt so alone.


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