Chapter 27- Terra's Advice
Several weeks past since Locke's proposal to Celes. The month of June had flown by while Locke and Celes lived in Locke's home and planned, planned, and planned some more for the big day. Over time, they had recieved several letters back from their friends congratulating them, even one from Mog and Umaro. (Of course though, Mog had written it.) The date had been tentatively set for the first of August.
One morning, in July, Celes had awoken early after a particularly weird dream. She had been walking in what looked like a garden of roses, when she had felt a sharp stab in her stomach that made her fall down. As Celes collapsed to the ground, she could hear a baby's crying echoing in the sky. She was paralyzed, and couldn't get up-and after the baby's crying had antagonized her mind for what seemed like forever, Celes woke up, in a cold sweat.
She looked to Locke, who was sleeping beside her peacefully. His hair was flopped in his closed eyes, and Celes reached out to push it away before crawling out of bed herself and exiting the bedroom.
Celes tugged her hair ribbon out, letting her long blonde hair fall out of its braid and slump over her light-blue silk pajama top. Her feet made shuffling sounds across the wooden floorboards after she slipped into a pair of Locke's slippers, and walked outside through the front door.
The villiage had not awoken yet, it seemed. No one was outside, and the curtains of windows in people's homes had not yet been open for the day. The sun was slowly making it's way over the horizion, bathing the villiage in its golden light. Celes sighed and sat down on the steps leading to Locke's house, her mind still trying to re-adjust itself from the dream. She looked down at her feet and then spotted the piece of paper on the ground. It was rolled up and tied with a piece of string. Celes picked it up and un-tied it to see what it was.
Dear Celes,
Hello! What have you been up to lately? I've been the same, I suppose. The kids seem to only get more energy as the days get hotter. I can barely keep up with them! The heat gets to me too fast. Luckily, the younger girls have become interrested in planting flowers for our gardens here, and now I can get them to settle and help me attend to them. I hope that some really pretty ones will bloom in time for your wedding! Then I will bring some right up, I promise it.
Speaking of weddings, Edgar still hasn't proposed to me yet. But then again, I don't really mind that. I honestly think I'm too young to get married...but yet, I'm not too young to be a mother? Hee-hee, oh my, how Fate works still mystifies me. How is Locke doing? Is he holding up under all that pre-marriage stress? I wish I could come up there and help you out, but you know my duties here. It's crazy, really...sometimes, I want to just sit back and freeze time for a moment to gather my thoughts. I look at me, and all of my friends' lives, and try to search out the lodgic in our choices and the consequences that followed them. And then I wonder, is there any lodgic or thought in the decisions life throws at us? Is it all random? Thinking like this really makes me feel like one, small person in a very large and beautiful world. But it's not a bad feeling at all, it's peaceful, tranquil, serene. Do you know what I mean?
That doesn't mean I like being by myself though. I enjoy the company of the children and of Edgar. They remind me of the fact that even though I am just one person, I am also a very important person. I like the feeling that comes with that too....a feeling of self achievement, something far beyond the deeds we did for the World of Balance. Something so simple....and yet, it means the world to you. Once again, I am reminded of how Fate toys with us like this.
The reason I am sharing my thoughts with you like this is because you are about to make your own very deep and important choice in less then a month. And I know you two will be very happy, because we can all see this was meant to be. You should have seen Relm's face when she read the announcement from you two at my house while visiting. All she could say was "Finally, it's about time...even I could see they would end up doing this." It seems even the youngest of people can comprehend affairs of adults. But of course, Relm is a bit different from most of the young people we know, right? Hee-hee.
So Celes, on your wedding day, please remember that you are not only a very important young woman to Locke, the rest of us, or even to your future children, but you are also important to yourself. All of this may seem unecessary to hear, but it really soothes your soul during tougher times when you think about it.
Well, I must be off, I am writing this late in the evening, and I am feeling rather exhausted. Please send my love to Locke, and most of all, take care of yourself. I will see you on the big day!
Love Always,
Terra
Celes sighed a little and rolled the paper back up, holding it in her hands as she looked out to the rising sun. Terra was very right, and it was good of her to share this with Celes. Celes realized now more then ever how grown up Terra had gotten over the past few months. She was a wise young woman, probably more wise then Celes would be in her whole life.
By now, the weird dream had drifted from her mind, and she continued to gaze out at the sun, watching it climb ever higher into the sky. For some reason, from this house, from this peaceful villiage, the sun looked more beautiful then ever. The stars....had been the same way. Celes pulled her knees up to her chest and let out the breath she didn't even realize she was holding in. She was about to stand up to go back inside, when she felt a soft tug on her hair.
"Good morning." Locke said, and she looked back to face him.
"Morning." Celes said, and stood up, kissing him.
"Did you come out to watch the sunrise without me?" Locke asked in a pathetic tone, and then winked to show he was playing. Celes smiled a little, and shook her head.
"No, I am afraid my sleep was disturbed by a rather awkard dream." Celes replied, and felt a shiver run through her body. Locke frowned and embraced her, holding her close to his chest. Celes could hear the faint murmur of his heartbeat. He softly stroked her hair, and Celes closed her eyes.
"Wanna talk about it?" Locke asked.
"It was too weird to really explain well." Celes said, but it described to him anyway. When she was done, he didn't say much.
"Well, a dream is a dream, Love." He said, and lifted her chin so that she was looking right into his eyes. "I am sure that it was just some random thoughts all thrown together in a bizzare sequence."
"Yeah." Celes said, and nodded. "I wasn't thinking too much of it myself." He kissed her nose, and she smiled again. Locke then spotted the letter in her hand, and widened his eyes.
"What's that?" He asked.
"Just a letter from Terra." Celes replied cooly, and tugged her hand away as he tried to grab it.
"Hey, what's in that thing? Terra is my friend too!"
"Just some girl-to-girl advice." Celes said, and stuck out her tongue. Locke laughed.
"Well, if it's anything like the things I've heard girls give each other advice about, then you can keep it." He poked her stomach playfully, speaking in a girly tone. "Are those cramps absolutely monsterous? You know, if you take this herb so many times before the next full moon, it's supposed to lower those dreadful PMS effects...Oh, and I know this great little trick you can do to your boyfriend in bed...!"
"Locke!" Celes cried, and punched him, rather flustered. He forgot how hard Celes could punch, and stumbled back into the closed door of the house, holding onto his arm. Celes made a face and stuck her nose in the air. "It's nothing like that, Locke Cole! Although, I should never use any of those great little bed tricks with you just for making a nasty comment like that!" Locke widened his eyes as she pushed pass him and went back into the house, a smirk of victory set on her face that he could not see. He squealed and ran in after her, whining the whole way into the house.
"Celesssssssss.........wait! You know I didn't mean it! Love? Princess? Honey??? Talk to me!!!!" She laughed, and stood in the kitchen doorway, hugging him as soon as he got close enough. Locke grimaced when she squeazed the punched arm.
"Lets get some ice on this." Celes smiled, and led him to the kitchen, sitting him down in a chair.
"Hmmm, first she assaults me with her fists, and then she goes off to freeze me in an ice spell. Celes, what do I see in you again?" Locke leaned back in the chair as Celes shook her head.
"I don't know, dear." She offered, and wrapped some ice in the bandana she had untied from her head. Locke wasn't getting any help from her. She came over and set the ice to his arm, and he smiled.
"Oh, I remember now." He said, and winked. "She's kind, sweet, generous, elegant, and absolutely lovely all hours of the day. And, really, although I tease her to death, she knows I can't live without her smiling face everyday."
Celes smiled and kissed Locke on the cheek, while still holding the ice on his arm.
"What a sweet thing for you to say." She said, and he laughed. "And, do you know what I see in you, darling?" Celes suddenly got this lusty look in her eyes, and she squeazed his arm lightly. Locke shook his head and grinned, anticipating something utterly sweet and sexy to come from her lips.
"......You're a riot to beat up." She whispered in a casual tone, and his face dropped as she smirked again and handed him the ice.
"I'm getting dressed." Celes said, and gave him her own wink as she walked away. Locke sighed, and slapped the ice back on his arm, looking after her until she shut their bedroom door.
"A riot to beat up." He repeated, and chuckled to himself. Then he sighed, and made a face. "What did Terra write to her, anyway?"
Several weeks past since Locke's proposal to Celes. The month of June had flown by while Locke and Celes lived in Locke's home and planned, planned, and planned some more for the big day. Over time, they had recieved several letters back from their friends congratulating them, even one from Mog and Umaro. (Of course though, Mog had written it.) The date had been tentatively set for the first of August.
One morning, in July, Celes had awoken early after a particularly weird dream. She had been walking in what looked like a garden of roses, when she had felt a sharp stab in her stomach that made her fall down. As Celes collapsed to the ground, she could hear a baby's crying echoing in the sky. She was paralyzed, and couldn't get up-and after the baby's crying had antagonized her mind for what seemed like forever, Celes woke up, in a cold sweat.
She looked to Locke, who was sleeping beside her peacefully. His hair was flopped in his closed eyes, and Celes reached out to push it away before crawling out of bed herself and exiting the bedroom.
Celes tugged her hair ribbon out, letting her long blonde hair fall out of its braid and slump over her light-blue silk pajama top. Her feet made shuffling sounds across the wooden floorboards after she slipped into a pair of Locke's slippers, and walked outside through the front door.
The villiage had not awoken yet, it seemed. No one was outside, and the curtains of windows in people's homes had not yet been open for the day. The sun was slowly making it's way over the horizion, bathing the villiage in its golden light. Celes sighed and sat down on the steps leading to Locke's house, her mind still trying to re-adjust itself from the dream. She looked down at her feet and then spotted the piece of paper on the ground. It was rolled up and tied with a piece of string. Celes picked it up and un-tied it to see what it was.
Dear Celes,
Hello! What have you been up to lately? I've been the same, I suppose. The kids seem to only get more energy as the days get hotter. I can barely keep up with them! The heat gets to me too fast. Luckily, the younger girls have become interrested in planting flowers for our gardens here, and now I can get them to settle and help me attend to them. I hope that some really pretty ones will bloom in time for your wedding! Then I will bring some right up, I promise it.
Speaking of weddings, Edgar still hasn't proposed to me yet. But then again, I don't really mind that. I honestly think I'm too young to get married...but yet, I'm not too young to be a mother? Hee-hee, oh my, how Fate works still mystifies me. How is Locke doing? Is he holding up under all that pre-marriage stress? I wish I could come up there and help you out, but you know my duties here. It's crazy, really...sometimes, I want to just sit back and freeze time for a moment to gather my thoughts. I look at me, and all of my friends' lives, and try to search out the lodgic in our choices and the consequences that followed them. And then I wonder, is there any lodgic or thought in the decisions life throws at us? Is it all random? Thinking like this really makes me feel like one, small person in a very large and beautiful world. But it's not a bad feeling at all, it's peaceful, tranquil, serene. Do you know what I mean?
That doesn't mean I like being by myself though. I enjoy the company of the children and of Edgar. They remind me of the fact that even though I am just one person, I am also a very important person. I like the feeling that comes with that too....a feeling of self achievement, something far beyond the deeds we did for the World of Balance. Something so simple....and yet, it means the world to you. Once again, I am reminded of how Fate toys with us like this.
The reason I am sharing my thoughts with you like this is because you are about to make your own very deep and important choice in less then a month. And I know you two will be very happy, because we can all see this was meant to be. You should have seen Relm's face when she read the announcement from you two at my house while visiting. All she could say was "Finally, it's about time...even I could see they would end up doing this." It seems even the youngest of people can comprehend affairs of adults. But of course, Relm is a bit different from most of the young people we know, right? Hee-hee.
So Celes, on your wedding day, please remember that you are not only a very important young woman to Locke, the rest of us, or even to your future children, but you are also important to yourself. All of this may seem unecessary to hear, but it really soothes your soul during tougher times when you think about it.
Well, I must be off, I am writing this late in the evening, and I am feeling rather exhausted. Please send my love to Locke, and most of all, take care of yourself. I will see you on the big day!
Love Always,
Terra
Celes sighed a little and rolled the paper back up, holding it in her hands as she looked out to the rising sun. Terra was very right, and it was good of her to share this with Celes. Celes realized now more then ever how grown up Terra had gotten over the past few months. She was a wise young woman, probably more wise then Celes would be in her whole life.
By now, the weird dream had drifted from her mind, and she continued to gaze out at the sun, watching it climb ever higher into the sky. For some reason, from this house, from this peaceful villiage, the sun looked more beautiful then ever. The stars....had been the same way. Celes pulled her knees up to her chest and let out the breath she didn't even realize she was holding in. She was about to stand up to go back inside, when she felt a soft tug on her hair.
"Good morning." Locke said, and she looked back to face him.
"Morning." Celes said, and stood up, kissing him.
"Did you come out to watch the sunrise without me?" Locke asked in a pathetic tone, and then winked to show he was playing. Celes smiled a little, and shook her head.
"No, I am afraid my sleep was disturbed by a rather awkard dream." Celes replied, and felt a shiver run through her body. Locke frowned and embraced her, holding her close to his chest. Celes could hear the faint murmur of his heartbeat. He softly stroked her hair, and Celes closed her eyes.
"Wanna talk about it?" Locke asked.
"It was too weird to really explain well." Celes said, but it described to him anyway. When she was done, he didn't say much.
"Well, a dream is a dream, Love." He said, and lifted her chin so that she was looking right into his eyes. "I am sure that it was just some random thoughts all thrown together in a bizzare sequence."
"Yeah." Celes said, and nodded. "I wasn't thinking too much of it myself." He kissed her nose, and she smiled again. Locke then spotted the letter in her hand, and widened his eyes.
"What's that?" He asked.
"Just a letter from Terra." Celes replied cooly, and tugged her hand away as he tried to grab it.
"Hey, what's in that thing? Terra is my friend too!"
"Just some girl-to-girl advice." Celes said, and stuck out her tongue. Locke laughed.
"Well, if it's anything like the things I've heard girls give each other advice about, then you can keep it." He poked her stomach playfully, speaking in a girly tone. "Are those cramps absolutely monsterous? You know, if you take this herb so many times before the next full moon, it's supposed to lower those dreadful PMS effects...Oh, and I know this great little trick you can do to your boyfriend in bed...!"
"Locke!" Celes cried, and punched him, rather flustered. He forgot how hard Celes could punch, and stumbled back into the closed door of the house, holding onto his arm. Celes made a face and stuck her nose in the air. "It's nothing like that, Locke Cole! Although, I should never use any of those great little bed tricks with you just for making a nasty comment like that!" Locke widened his eyes as she pushed pass him and went back into the house, a smirk of victory set on her face that he could not see. He squealed and ran in after her, whining the whole way into the house.
"Celesssssssss.........wait! You know I didn't mean it! Love? Princess? Honey??? Talk to me!!!!" She laughed, and stood in the kitchen doorway, hugging him as soon as he got close enough. Locke grimaced when she squeazed the punched arm.
"Lets get some ice on this." Celes smiled, and led him to the kitchen, sitting him down in a chair.
"Hmmm, first she assaults me with her fists, and then she goes off to freeze me in an ice spell. Celes, what do I see in you again?" Locke leaned back in the chair as Celes shook her head.
"I don't know, dear." She offered, and wrapped some ice in the bandana she had untied from her head. Locke wasn't getting any help from her. She came over and set the ice to his arm, and he smiled.
"Oh, I remember now." He said, and winked. "She's kind, sweet, generous, elegant, and absolutely lovely all hours of the day. And, really, although I tease her to death, she knows I can't live without her smiling face everyday."
Celes smiled and kissed Locke on the cheek, while still holding the ice on his arm.
"What a sweet thing for you to say." She said, and he laughed. "And, do you know what I see in you, darling?" Celes suddenly got this lusty look in her eyes, and she squeazed his arm lightly. Locke shook his head and grinned, anticipating something utterly sweet and sexy to come from her lips.
"......You're a riot to beat up." She whispered in a casual tone, and his face dropped as she smirked again and handed him the ice.
"I'm getting dressed." Celes said, and gave him her own wink as she walked away. Locke sighed, and slapped the ice back on his arm, looking after her until she shut their bedroom door.
"A riot to beat up." He repeated, and chuckled to himself. Then he sighed, and made a face. "What did Terra write to her, anyway?"