Fairyland Found: A Fantasy Story
Nagia
Epilogue
1
Squall stared at the ocean waves that had stolen his brother's life and body. Seifer born in Almasy, last of the Kramer line now lay somewhere beneath it. Ziana had Zell's wild smile and Selphie's bright green eyes. He sensed that his own son, Leon, was destined to do great things. Quistis had died giving birth to the child she had so longed for. He looked down at the tiny locket in his hands. He opened it and read, "Quistis de Bellona, Filia de Fatali, filia de Trepe." Quistis of War, Daughter of Fate, daughter of Trepe. He tossed it into the ocean, wondering what would happen to his line. Was it to survive? To fulfill the destiny he could not? Or would the world be lost to some as-of-yet nameless evil? He held back the bitter tears that sprung to his eyes. The wind blew through his hair, whispering Pandemona's condolences. He began to walk away, not daring to look back, lest he see Seifer's green eyes in the waves.
2
Squall Leonheart of Balamb Garden stared Ifrit in the face. Ifrit recognized his master instantly. So, Master, you have come back to me again.
"Who are you?" he asked, his voice filled with terror.
The Demon GF looked down at him kindly. Ah, but Master, do you not remember me?
"Who are you?" he asked again.
Ah, Master Squall, what has frightened you to my caves? Ifrit rumbled.
"None of your business. How do you know my name?"
Something you would say. Master, you are the leader of the Liberi de Fatali. The Children of Fate.
"How do you know my name?"
You are my Master. I know your name in the way you know it.
"You were born knowing my name?"
I learned your name when you were born. You are destined to be my master. Go now, my little Master, and sleep well in your own bed.
The little boy backed fearfully out of the cave. Ifrit could see the sorrow in the lad's eyes. He could make the lad forget…but was that wise? The boy knew naught of his destiny. The Demon rumbled in sadness and turned to the GF that had been his only companion for a thousand years.
Will he ever remember? Ifrit rumbled.
Someday. Shiva replied from within her sheet of ice. She turned to look in the direction he had gone. Someday, they all will.
Above, Quezacotl flashed his beloved lightning across the sky, as if in agreement.
Yes, Ifrit agreed, yes someday they all will.