A Love Lost
The sky grew dark into a dreary sight. Cold air rushed throughout the area,
swirling up golden leaves and mahogany dirt into the air, creating a scene of
dismay.
Squall sat beside her and cradled her limp body in
his arms. Tears streaming down his
cheeks, eventually falling down on hers.
Ultimecia was defeated, but before her death, she
summoned a demi spell on Rinoa, who was already weak, and perished.
Squall stroked Rinoa's pallid face, as if her
brilliant, lively colors were washed away from her. He embraced her, and sobbed quietly to himself. Quistis stood next to Squall, wiping away
her tears.
"Squall," Quistis began.
"Just…leave me alone," he uttered, trying not to
make his voice tremble. Quistis nodded
and walked away, her head hung low. She
realized how Squall felt about Rinoa.
Although she always envied her for being with Squall, she felt sorry
that she was in this state. Quistis sat
down on the ground and put her head in her knees, crying.
"Rinoa, please don't leave me," he cried.
Rinoa's eyes showed fear, and stared up into a pair
of blue, concerned eyes above her. She
raised her hand, and stroked Squall's wet cheeks.
"Squall," she commenced.
He looked into her eyes.
"Remember our promise?"
"Yes."
"I…want you…to remember our place…and promise me…you'll
be there…no matter what…"
More tears streaked down his face. "Of course, my love. I promise. Please, just hold on…" He looked over at Quistis. "Quistis…go to the Ragnarok outside and
radio for immediate assistance."
She nodded and ran out.
Squall looked over to Rinoa; her face pale and
cold. He couldn't tell if she was
breathing, and it was barely audible for him to hear.
"Rinoa?" he said, fear in his voice. "Rinoa?!"
So, what do you think, huh? Please R & R. Be nice and don't flame me.
Chapter 2 will be up soon, so be patient.
