"And that, as they say, is that." The old man finishes.

"Wow." The boy whispers..

"You could say that. Tragedy always begets more tragedy."

"Not while I can help it!" The boy brings his arm to his chest. It was almost comical, the determination he displayed. But certainly invigorating for the old man. Very much so. He only wishes he could join the boy and his companions on their quest.

"You do that." He smiles, and fixes his glasses. Bother. The snow is getting on his robes too. There weren't many places in Spira one could find this shade of green.

"Thanks for the story, Maechen." The boy says, awkwardly scratching the back of his head as he gives his trademark good-natured smile. His bright blue eyes seem to sparkle as the wind ripples through his hair. Bright gold hair; but much softer than Yunalesca's eyes. And in a.blitzball uniform?! Whatever would possess someone to travel like that?

"No problem. Would you like some more comfortable clothes?"

"Nah, thanks, these are fine. 'Sides, Kimahri's carrying our change. And he's a little.busy right now. Thanks again, though." The boy turns to leave.

But the old man isn't finished.

"Oh and Tidus -" The boy turns back to the old man.

"Yep?"

"Remember my story. And watch out for ghosts. Few things are what they seem. Hope for the best, but.hope and suicide are two different things."

The boy nods and smiles again.

Then he disappears into the mountains.

FINIS

Glossary: Gyuukaku: horns; i.e. the long green antennae-things Yunalesca wears (as well) Mandala: A sacred circle, in the Buddhist tradition usually depicting samsara, or phases of reincarnation. Seigan: Holy eye, a spell Tenrai-Ou: Thunder King, the Aeon Ixion