Poor Girl. Alive one minute and now dead the next. Though, I've known her for a short time. I could feel her happy and cheerfulness whenever she was around. But now. That happiness and cheerfulness is gone. Lost in the winds of the dead.

Sephiroth.

What would Lucrecia think of you, her own son, if she saw you doing such things?

I watch in silence as the others mourn over her death. Yuffie's sobs irritating me. One by one they all go and see her. Yuffie sobbing even louder... My turn now I walk up the stairs and stand in front of her. Her lifeless body sitting there and Cloud standing behind me watching every movement I make.

Hmph!

It's not like I'll kick her or anything. I take in a deep breath smelling the air with a light hint of her own scent. She smells like flowers. The scent reminds me of Lucrecia. Oh, my dear Lucrecia how I miss you so much.

I turn around and walk away allowing the other to have their turn. Down to the last one. We all watch as Cloud lowers Aerith into the lake. You can tell this is affecting him the worst. You can tell in his movements. His face expressions and mainly his eyes.

"You should get some rest." He says.

I agree for the others to get some but not me. I know my nightmares will now be worse not only will I dream of Lucrecia but of Aerith and her death also. Ah, to dream again. It's been so long I have no forgotten what it's like.

Silence.

Everyone is asleep. Of course, not Cloud. He keeps tossing and turning. He must learn that Death is death forever unto thee. Aerith can't come back. She is forever lost in the realm of the dead.

Farewell, dear Aerith, Farewell.

But yet not for I will see in my nightmares.