Chapter Two: Pillar of Strength
My eyes had locked upon the one who I thought was absolutely amazing. Every quality of her dazzled me; she acted as if she was an angel, the way she moved, the way she acted, the way she even talked. She would be an angel, as she would bring happiness to all of Spira. She will be the one who shall summon me, she shall be the one who I love in the afterlife, and she shall be the one who grants me the power to free Spira of sorrow and despair. It is her who can do all of this.
A great tragedy had hit all of Spira. Project Mi'Hen was not a success; Sin had killed all of those who did not believe in Yevon. Only a few lucky ones survived, everyone should know that machines are not the answer. The crusaders, the Al Bhed they shouldn't even be attacking the one who is their savior. All machina they possessed was shot at the one who was trying to free them; it did not work though as it just reflected all of the attacks and killed all of those who was trying to stop it from lifting the veil of darkness.
The attitude of the one who would help me save Spira seemed distressed. Her eyes, one being a sapphire blue, the other being forest green had a look of sorrow. Her eyes looked down at her black boots. Her long shoulder length brown hair swooped down as her neck was slightly cranked forward. Her creamy skin reflected the rays of the sun that was beaming upon the summoner. Her hands drooped down, one of them holding her staff that she used as a weapon.
"All these lives lost today, were they worth it?" Her eyes looked up into mine, a sorrow look was still plastered on her face. The wind slightly blown back her silky strands of hair. Her voice was gentle and sweet, like whatever she said was sincere and caring. "All Sin does is bring destruction on us all. haven't we atoned for our sins enough!?" She began to raise her voice, yelling, her eyes began to dilate, tears flowing down her cheeks. It was somewhat. painful. to watch her cry. Her eyes intensely stared into mine like she was watching something horrifying happen right in front of her.
"Yuna." I said, placing one of my hands on her shoulder. Her eyes glanced over to my hand then over back into my eyes in less of an intense stare. I wanted to comfort her, I didn't want to see pain. This is why I wanted to free her of life so she wouldn't have to deal with stuff like this, "Sin brings on death. It is inevitable, but you are a summoner, it is you who all of Spira looks up to."
"Only summoners can defeat Sin. We are there only hope, but. its so hard to hope and dream when thinking about, will Sin truly be defeated? Will Spira ever be free of Sin? So many tried, thousands, so many summoners sacrificed themselves and Sin is still here, unharmed by human existence."
"You are a summoner, you must always have hope. No matter what happens. You must acquire the Final Aeon and defeat Sin. It is only you who can do it. Maybe it is you, who can break the cycle, find a way to truly defeat it. Or maybe just find a way where everyone if free of Sin." A weak smile crept onto my face as I looked at her. Her attitude seemed to be slightly lifted up since the conversation had began. She was not crying that much anymore, her eyes continued to gleam with beauty as she looked up at e.
"You're right, Seymour. It may sound kind of funny, but Summoners and her guardians are Spira's ray of light. It is them who depend on us. I shall defeat Sin. I have seen it cause so much grief, even to myself, once it is dead, well maybe I will be gone, but at least Spira will live in peace." Confidence had returned to her voice. Color returned to her face, as she seemed pale from looking at all the dead bodies from Sin's beating.
"Yes Yuna. That is the spirit. Let me be your final Aeon. Let me help you. Let me be your pillars of strength, when in desperate times think of me. When you need to lean something, when you need a shoulder to cry on, when you need someone to be your ray of shining hope, let that person be me, lady summoner. Everyone needs their inspiration." I said these words proudly as I went closer to the teenager. I put my hands on her shoulders and gave her a deep look. I articulated every syllable in what I just said, showing that I meant it.
She slipped her hand under my hands, which seemed relatively smaller than mine and slipped them off of her shoulders, "Thank you Seymour. You gave me strength. When sad I'll think of your words." She bowed and began to walk off.
Obviously the summoner did not understand that I wanted her to come with me and let me be her guardian on her pilgrimage. I was more qualified than the rest of the people she can supposedly trust. Maybe if I make her distrust them she shall come to me.
(Authors Note: Please review now that you read it. I tried to hint that there was a tiny bit of chemistry. I don't know. Tell me how you think of it.)
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My eyes had locked upon the one who I thought was absolutely amazing. Every quality of her dazzled me; she acted as if she was an angel, the way she moved, the way she acted, the way she even talked. She would be an angel, as she would bring happiness to all of Spira. She will be the one who shall summon me, she shall be the one who I love in the afterlife, and she shall be the one who grants me the power to free Spira of sorrow and despair. It is her who can do all of this.
A great tragedy had hit all of Spira. Project Mi'Hen was not a success; Sin had killed all of those who did not believe in Yevon. Only a few lucky ones survived, everyone should know that machines are not the answer. The crusaders, the Al Bhed they shouldn't even be attacking the one who is their savior. All machina they possessed was shot at the one who was trying to free them; it did not work though as it just reflected all of the attacks and killed all of those who was trying to stop it from lifting the veil of darkness.
The attitude of the one who would help me save Spira seemed distressed. Her eyes, one being a sapphire blue, the other being forest green had a look of sorrow. Her eyes looked down at her black boots. Her long shoulder length brown hair swooped down as her neck was slightly cranked forward. Her creamy skin reflected the rays of the sun that was beaming upon the summoner. Her hands drooped down, one of them holding her staff that she used as a weapon.
"All these lives lost today, were they worth it?" Her eyes looked up into mine, a sorrow look was still plastered on her face. The wind slightly blown back her silky strands of hair. Her voice was gentle and sweet, like whatever she said was sincere and caring. "All Sin does is bring destruction on us all. haven't we atoned for our sins enough!?" She began to raise her voice, yelling, her eyes began to dilate, tears flowing down her cheeks. It was somewhat. painful. to watch her cry. Her eyes intensely stared into mine like she was watching something horrifying happen right in front of her.
"Yuna." I said, placing one of my hands on her shoulder. Her eyes glanced over to my hand then over back into my eyes in less of an intense stare. I wanted to comfort her, I didn't want to see pain. This is why I wanted to free her of life so she wouldn't have to deal with stuff like this, "Sin brings on death. It is inevitable, but you are a summoner, it is you who all of Spira looks up to."
"Only summoners can defeat Sin. We are there only hope, but. its so hard to hope and dream when thinking about, will Sin truly be defeated? Will Spira ever be free of Sin? So many tried, thousands, so many summoners sacrificed themselves and Sin is still here, unharmed by human existence."
"You are a summoner, you must always have hope. No matter what happens. You must acquire the Final Aeon and defeat Sin. It is only you who can do it. Maybe it is you, who can break the cycle, find a way to truly defeat it. Or maybe just find a way where everyone if free of Sin." A weak smile crept onto my face as I looked at her. Her attitude seemed to be slightly lifted up since the conversation had began. She was not crying that much anymore, her eyes continued to gleam with beauty as she looked up at e.
"You're right, Seymour. It may sound kind of funny, but Summoners and her guardians are Spira's ray of light. It is them who depend on us. I shall defeat Sin. I have seen it cause so much grief, even to myself, once it is dead, well maybe I will be gone, but at least Spira will live in peace." Confidence had returned to her voice. Color returned to her face, as she seemed pale from looking at all the dead bodies from Sin's beating.
"Yes Yuna. That is the spirit. Let me be your final Aeon. Let me help you. Let me be your pillars of strength, when in desperate times think of me. When you need to lean something, when you need a shoulder to cry on, when you need someone to be your ray of shining hope, let that person be me, lady summoner. Everyone needs their inspiration." I said these words proudly as I went closer to the teenager. I put my hands on her shoulders and gave her a deep look. I articulated every syllable in what I just said, showing that I meant it.
She slipped her hand under my hands, which seemed relatively smaller than mine and slipped them off of her shoulders, "Thank you Seymour. You gave me strength. When sad I'll think of your words." She bowed and began to walk off.
Obviously the summoner did not understand that I wanted her to come with me and let me be her guardian on her pilgrimage. I was more qualified than the rest of the people she can supposedly trust. Maybe if I make her distrust them she shall come to me.
(Authors Note: Please review now that you read it. I tried to hint that there was a tiny bit of chemistry. I don't know. Tell me how you think of it.)
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