VI: Sleeping Beauty
In the small cabin outside of Luca, Tidus laid asleep. Flitt sat in an old wooden rocking chair across the room watching him. Zalitz wasn't there; he had gone into the city to work, but he told his grandfather that he was coming home early. He wanted to be there when the mysterious stranger awoke.
Tidus began to stir. It was the first time he had even moved since Flitt and his grandson found him. Flitt sat up in his chair and waited for his guest to open his eyes. Tidus was dreaming, and in his sleep he called out, "Yuna." Flitt moved his chair closer to the bed. The old man watched him toss and turn with concern. 'You poor boy,' he thought, 'I wonder what it is that you went through...' A bead of sweat formed on Tidus' brow. 'He must be dreaming.'
Tidus opened his eyes a little, but his vision was blurry. He was disoriented and confused. With his hand, he grabbed one of his aching arms and groaned in pain. He tried to sit up, and when his eyes opened completely he saw the old man sitting before him. Tidus was startled and jumped back. "Who are... where... umm... where am I?"
"Please don't be afraid." Flitt said to him in a very warm and comforting voice. "My name is Flitt. My grandson and I, we found you on the beach this morning." Flitt rose from his chair and brought Tidus a glass of water. "You must have been through a lot; I've never seen anyone sleep so long." Tidus drank the whole glass of water in one gulp. "And thirsty too, please, tell me your name."
"My name is Tidus."
"Well then Tidus, you look hungry. I'll fix you something to eat. My grandson, Zalitz will be home soon. He'll have a bunch of questions for you." Flitt left Tidus alone in the small bedroom. "Yuna." Tidus scrambled to get out of bed, but his weak legs wouldn't carry him, and he fell to the floor. Flitt hurried back into the bedroom.
"You're not ready to get up yet. Please rest." Flitt helped Tidus back into the bed. "Who is this Yuna you speak of. You spoke that name before."
"I have to find her." Tidus begged with a worried look on his face. "I have to go to Besaid."
"Well, son, you can't travel in your condition. Let me fix you something to eat and then we'll see how you feel." Flitt left the room again to bring Tidus something to replenish his strength.
'Oh no.' Tidus thought as he patted his pockets and realized that he wasn't wearing his own pants. He noticed the bag beside him on the floor. Desperately, he searched through his wet destroyed belongings. He found his shorts and reached into the deep pocket pulling out a small silver ring. Relieved, Tidus placed his tattered clothing back in the bag, and laid down.
He tried to slip the ring onto his pinky, but it was much too small. He looped it through the chain around his neck for safekeeping. The ring was Yuna's mother's; she had given it to him at the farplane. When Lady Braska placed her own wedding ring in his palm, she said to him, "Please make my daughter happy." Of course, he didn't understand what she meant then. He knew now.
Tidus stretched his sore muscles, feeling helpless and worried. 'Yuna, I'm coming.' He thought. A horrible fear came over him. Yuna needed him now, but Flitt was right. He needed to rest. He couldn't even walk on his own two legs. Tidus remembered watching her from the farplane. He remembered the agony in her eyes. It was torture to be away from her when he knew how much she hurt. 'Please, hang on, Yuna. I'm coming...'
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Thanx for reading. Reviews are always welcome.
Darcee :)
In the small cabin outside of Luca, Tidus laid asleep. Flitt sat in an old wooden rocking chair across the room watching him. Zalitz wasn't there; he had gone into the city to work, but he told his grandfather that he was coming home early. He wanted to be there when the mysterious stranger awoke.
Tidus began to stir. It was the first time he had even moved since Flitt and his grandson found him. Flitt sat up in his chair and waited for his guest to open his eyes. Tidus was dreaming, and in his sleep he called out, "Yuna." Flitt moved his chair closer to the bed. The old man watched him toss and turn with concern. 'You poor boy,' he thought, 'I wonder what it is that you went through...' A bead of sweat formed on Tidus' brow. 'He must be dreaming.'
Tidus opened his eyes a little, but his vision was blurry. He was disoriented and confused. With his hand, he grabbed one of his aching arms and groaned in pain. He tried to sit up, and when his eyes opened completely he saw the old man sitting before him. Tidus was startled and jumped back. "Who are... where... umm... where am I?"
"Please don't be afraid." Flitt said to him in a very warm and comforting voice. "My name is Flitt. My grandson and I, we found you on the beach this morning." Flitt rose from his chair and brought Tidus a glass of water. "You must have been through a lot; I've never seen anyone sleep so long." Tidus drank the whole glass of water in one gulp. "And thirsty too, please, tell me your name."
"My name is Tidus."
"Well then Tidus, you look hungry. I'll fix you something to eat. My grandson, Zalitz will be home soon. He'll have a bunch of questions for you." Flitt left Tidus alone in the small bedroom. "Yuna." Tidus scrambled to get out of bed, but his weak legs wouldn't carry him, and he fell to the floor. Flitt hurried back into the bedroom.
"You're not ready to get up yet. Please rest." Flitt helped Tidus back into the bed. "Who is this Yuna you speak of. You spoke that name before."
"I have to find her." Tidus begged with a worried look on his face. "I have to go to Besaid."
"Well, son, you can't travel in your condition. Let me fix you something to eat and then we'll see how you feel." Flitt left the room again to bring Tidus something to replenish his strength.
'Oh no.' Tidus thought as he patted his pockets and realized that he wasn't wearing his own pants. He noticed the bag beside him on the floor. Desperately, he searched through his wet destroyed belongings. He found his shorts and reached into the deep pocket pulling out a small silver ring. Relieved, Tidus placed his tattered clothing back in the bag, and laid down.
He tried to slip the ring onto his pinky, but it was much too small. He looped it through the chain around his neck for safekeeping. The ring was Yuna's mother's; she had given it to him at the farplane. When Lady Braska placed her own wedding ring in his palm, she said to him, "Please make my daughter happy." Of course, he didn't understand what she meant then. He knew now.
Tidus stretched his sore muscles, feeling helpless and worried. 'Yuna, I'm coming.' He thought. A horrible fear came over him. Yuna needed him now, but Flitt was right. He needed to rest. He couldn't even walk on his own two legs. Tidus remembered watching her from the farplane. He remembered the agony in her eyes. It was torture to be away from her when he knew how much she hurt. 'Please, hang on, Yuna. I'm coming...'
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Thanx for reading. Reviews are always welcome.
Darcee :)