A Day in the Life of…
Authoress: Nietono-no-Shana
Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts.
Can you guess who this character is by the end of the story...?
CASE 3 – ON A RAINY DAY
A ray of glittering light scattered across the little girl's scabbed knee. As the bright lights swirled and danced around the wound, the girl's eyes bulged as she began to realize that the pain was fading.
"Y-You're amazing!" she gaped, tossing up her head to look into the young woman's eyes. "How did you do that!?"
"I simply had faith," the young woman replied cheerfully.
As the young woman gave her a warm, reassuring smile, the girl could've sworn that the clouds had begun to part.
It had been a dreary day since morning. The large, dense gray clouds covered the city as if in dictation. The raindrops padded down onto the cobblestone roads of the lonesome city, while the lights in houses were turned off, the windowpanes tightly shut, and the many rooftops cascading downwards droopily.
It would seem as if this town was spiraling down in the darkness, never to be found again.
But this one woman managed to fill this discarded town with hope.
It would take many days.
Perhaps months.
Maybe even years.
But she was determined.
The little girl stood up from the mud. Her nose crinkled as she saw the filthy stains that were tattered across her pink summer dress. She fiddled with her dress's ruffles, making sure to dust off the excess pieces of dirt that hadn't begun to cling to her.
"Stupid dirt," the girl complained.
Then, out of sheer frustration, the little girl kicked a whole bunch of dirt over a couple of yellow daffodils.
"Oh, don't do that," the woman scolded softly.
"Why not?" the girl spat. "It's not like they have feelings."
"Oh, but they do," the woman replied. "They feel lots of things."
"Like?" The little girl crossed her arms and frowned. She'd never heard of something this preposterous.
"Sadness," the woman began. "Oh, and happiness as well."
"And when would they be happy?"
"Well," the young woman's beautifully-hued eyes blinked. "Perhaps they'd be happy on days like these."
"But today's so ugly," the girl whined. "It's so muddy and dirty and-!"
"But rain is a gift," the woman reasoned. "It descends down from the heavens, giving us messages of what is like from above."
"…Really?"
"Well, I think so," the woman said sheepishly. She gave an embarrassed smile and shrugged. "It's a bit crazy, but at least that's what they tell me."
"They talk to you?!"
"Mm-hmm," she nodded.
The little girl paused.
"Well…I wanna talk with a flower, too," she huffed.
"In that case, take some," the woman said.
She then dug her hands into the earthen soil (the girl cringed at this sight) and rooted out three golden yellow daffodils.
"Daffodils represent hope," the woman explained. "Perhaps if you plant them somewhere else, they'll be able to spread their meaning across town."
The little girl's almond-shaped eyes stared stupidly at the flowers.
She didn't know why she didn't run away right then and there; she hated to get dirty. Though, instead of running off into the wet rain, the girl continued stand where she was, wondering if she should take the flowers or not.
Like all the other children in the town, this girl felt somewhat attached to this young woman.
It was strange.
She'd never met this woman before, but she seemed so...mother-like.
And she trusted this mysterious, yet docile woman.
"Thank you," the girl finally said, taking them into her clean, crisp hands.
"You're welcome," the young woman replied. "But, I think the flowers are more grateful to you."
"What?"
"Don't you hear them?" the woman asked. "They're saying 'thank you'."
-END
DID YOU GUESS RIGHT?
BECAUSE THE ANSWER WAS...Aerith.
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