It was early when I woke up. I decided to go out to the balcony. It was cool this time of the morning, or however cool a desert could be. As I looked toward the horizon it seemed as if the entire world was nothing but sand. Thinking back to a few days ago, it seemed impossible that I could trek across the sands but I did.
I started to think about what I was trying not to think about… "What is the right choice?" Choice… now that I think about it I don't think I have ever been able to make a choice. The Empire did nothing but make me do things… things I never wanted or would do. But is there a way that I can start new?
"Terra!"
Locke all of a sudden interrupted my thoughts, and he seemed alarmed. I started to turn but he grabbed me and jumped off the balcony before I could react to anything. Luckily we landed on Chocobos. Then I noticed why he acted rather rash, the castle was on fire, and Kefka started approaching.
"Finally, I have found you!"
Just then Edgar came on another Chocobo.
"We have to move away from the castle!"
Kefka laughed his creepy laugh again, "Yes Edgar flea, abandon your people… This is so delightful, not only do we conquer Figaro, which will make a fine outpost, but we get Terra back, all in a single day!"
"I don't think so, Kefka," Edgar challenged. He took off and Locke and I followed. I glanced back and the whole castle was sinking into the sand.
I shouted at Edgar, "What is going?"
"Don't worry this is just some of Figaro's superior technology!"
After traveling across the desert for an hour (at least I think it was an hour), we arrived outside of the desert. Edgar led us to nearby river to let the Chocobos drink.
Thinking out loud, I asked, "That was a bad person, I am scared."
Locke replied, "Terra, there is someone we would like you to meet."
Edgar continued, "Our mentor Banon would certainly like to meet you."
"Banon?" I asked
Locke nodded, "Magic is going to be the key to winning this war.
I looked down, "Magic…
How can magic win this war, all of my memories have shown that magic is nothing more than a destructive force?
Edgar continued, "Terra seems to have magical powers, if the Empire gets their hands on you again…"
I looked at him, "All right, I will meet Banon, but I still am not sure what to do."
Locked came up to me and hugged me, and said, "I know this must be hard, we don't want to push you, if you don't want to get involved I will help you figure out what to do next."
A few tears came to my eyes as I returned the hug.
Edgar broke in, "There is a cave that leads to South Figaro just about a mile away."
