Endless blue horizon

Bi-colored eyes gazing

Forward              Backward

            In-between

All the lines—All the sorrow

And pain

            How many people had she lost?

            How many lives preternaturally snuffed, all in the name of a lie?

Sin-Yevon

            God-Devil

How did the pieces fit together like this?

She had been prepared to die.

She welcomed it gladly. Until he came.

            Bright sunshine and blue eyes. Mischievous smile on upturned lips.

            God, his smile was incredible.

            Even in the darkest times it was always there. Just for her.

                                    Now it's gone.

                                    Sin's last victim.

So she waits, staring out at the empty sea.        

            Unmoving. She refuses to cry.

            For years she held those tears back. In Spira, you had to.

            Because once started, those tears would never end.

Perhaps that's how the oceans were created. By the tears of thousands of mourned dead.

            She blinks them away—and whistles.

The sound high and shrill in the eerie calm.

            Piercing, like those blue eyes she lost herself in countless times.

Once again, she waits

                        You promised me.....

                                    Will the call be answered?

Again, she whistles

                        Waits

                                    Nothing

            Whistle

                        Waits

                                    Nothing

                        Again

                                    Pause

                                                Nothing

                                    Repeat

                                                Pause

                                                            Nothing

                                                Please answer me

                                                            Wait

                                                                        Nothing

            "Yuna....It's time." , a silky voice whispers quiet but unquiet.

                                    Turning, turning.

She tried to find an excuse not to leave---Why she's out here

            Alone

                        Whistling at nothing.

The raven haired woman smiles gently, purple hued lips turning up—it hardly seems real.

            Even she is unsure, she, who is considered the founding rock of her guardians.

            Who always seemed so strong and resolute. It's a big thing to discover everything

            You've ever known was a lie.

Even worse when it costs you a friend. Warm eyes understanding, she moves towards the younger woman. Setting a hand on a slim shoulder.

                        She sighs, looking out at the sea one last time.

                                    I'll always love you.....always.