Title: Day 10
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"Yeah, yeah, just for a drink" Tifa stepped out of the doorframe.
"Sure, yo!"
Reno and Rude followed Islatro into the bar. The new flower was a Clematis. The note was put on her vanity. There wasn't a way to read it with the Turks nearby.
After serving them their drinks, Tifa asked Islatro. "Cloud asked me the meaning of your name." Islatro looked at Tifa in puzzlement.
"He hasn't told you yet?" As always, now the puzzled one was Tifa. "Don't worry, you'll find out soon." And with a wink, she was gone.
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'The dream of yesterday... Really strange. It wasn't like dreaming at all. It was more like... Remember. Remember homeland, friendship and... Life?
Of self-sacrifice, laughter and... Hope?
Hope? I... I thought I had lost it... 2 years. Two years? No... Seven years without moving on. Since Nibelheim. But now... That dream... The voices, so familiar...' The terrifying voice was from the madman no doubt about it. "Se... Sephiroth." It won't hurt anymore. The scar didn't hurt.
"What's with him?" Rude apparently only spoke for important matters.
"It's nothing." Tifa wasn't going to explain the dream to them, no way.
"A nightmare? I can hold you at night, yo."
"In your dreams, Reno."
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"... Why?" Tifa whispered the word to herself. The voices asked two times in her dreams. Why were they there?
Why Sephiroth was there? 'He was in my heart, a reminder of a bad memory…
A memory?... Aerith! The feminine voice was 'Her'! That's two of five... Why? The one who asked me that the last time...
Father. But why was he there? Bad memory too? No... The good part. He was the good part of my life seven years ago.
Then Aerith?' Tifa thought of 'Her' 'The good part of my life two years ago... So, the voices are good and bad memories then... Two to go.'
With the purpose of finding out who the other two voices belonged to, Tifa fell into a dreamless sleep.
Clematis: Beauty of the soul
Day 10: Clematis