Epilogue
'Here lies Edea Kramer, the one we knew as Matron. She bestowed care upon those unfortunate enough to be left alone, she bestowed love on those who never truly felt it before. We fought against her, we fought alongside her. Now, at last she rests in peace, and may her soul reach far, for she was like a mother to us.
Vivadarium et Intervigilium et Viator
In the Garden Sleeps a Messenger'
-Tombstone of Matron, Edea Kramer
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How the mighty have fallen, and how the new kindred begin their rise.
The rise to become a Legend, like those before them, those who shall depart the pain and hurt of mortal life.
Zell sat on the 2F Deck, looking out onto the vast ocean beneath him. The waves lapped gently against Garden, breaking on the Gravity Ring. Everything was peaceful, and yet too peaceful.
In the month that had gone, Matron was no more. Cid retired to the Orphanage, where he was grieving for a period before returning to Garden, as per Squall's request. Squall himself had taken it in stride, going on with the necessities of everyday business. Yet, Matron's death would forever leave an empty place within their hearts, one that would and could not be filled again.
There was a slight increase in the temperature and a tremor behind him as Ifrit landed on its paws. "Master, I have scouted the areas that I was requested to. There is no sign of any monster or Sorceress activity of any kind."
His voice was like a rumble of a mountain. "I think that the countermeasures ordered by Master Squall have been effective. The Sorceress appears to have vanished from this plane, although." he trailed off.
"What's up, Ifrit?"
"I detect her presence in the other plane; the plane in which us GF reside. I am not alone, other, even Eden, which is all-powerful, have seen Her, and we fear she may not be truly vanquished."
"Never mind, Ifrit. The disappearance of her from this world is time enough for us to relax."
"You grieve, Master."
"Matron has died. To the GF, death means life eternal and to be reborn again. Humans do not have the same chances. When we die, we die forever."
"Grief is momentary, Master. I do not understand why you grieve so."
"Matron was a mother to us. A Master-in your terms, that truly cared for us as if we were her own. Rinoa as well was once a friend. You had once taken up residence in her mind for a short period, didn't you?"
"I have, Master. Her mind was closed even to me."
"So we have it. I think that it is best we leave things be, and let Fate take her cause."
Zell stood up. "For me. For me, I've seen enough pain and deaths to last an eternity."
"I just wanna rest now."
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A/N: I am really sorry for banging this fic off, but I rethought it halfway, and this is it. It's not meant to be really explanative, but it was meant to be foreshadowing, warning of an uncertain future.
Please do review the other fic. I will be most honoured if you do so.
Leonhart Loire, sealing a long-overdue fic.
'Here lies Edea Kramer, the one we knew as Matron. She bestowed care upon those unfortunate enough to be left alone, she bestowed love on those who never truly felt it before. We fought against her, we fought alongside her. Now, at last she rests in peace, and may her soul reach far, for she was like a mother to us.
Vivadarium et Intervigilium et Viator
In the Garden Sleeps a Messenger'
-Tombstone of Matron, Edea Kramer
**********
How the mighty have fallen, and how the new kindred begin their rise.
The rise to become a Legend, like those before them, those who shall depart the pain and hurt of mortal life.
Zell sat on the 2F Deck, looking out onto the vast ocean beneath him. The waves lapped gently against Garden, breaking on the Gravity Ring. Everything was peaceful, and yet too peaceful.
In the month that had gone, Matron was no more. Cid retired to the Orphanage, where he was grieving for a period before returning to Garden, as per Squall's request. Squall himself had taken it in stride, going on with the necessities of everyday business. Yet, Matron's death would forever leave an empty place within their hearts, one that would and could not be filled again.
There was a slight increase in the temperature and a tremor behind him as Ifrit landed on its paws. "Master, I have scouted the areas that I was requested to. There is no sign of any monster or Sorceress activity of any kind."
His voice was like a rumble of a mountain. "I think that the countermeasures ordered by Master Squall have been effective. The Sorceress appears to have vanished from this plane, although." he trailed off.
"What's up, Ifrit?"
"I detect her presence in the other plane; the plane in which us GF reside. I am not alone, other, even Eden, which is all-powerful, have seen Her, and we fear she may not be truly vanquished."
"Never mind, Ifrit. The disappearance of her from this world is time enough for us to relax."
"You grieve, Master."
"Matron has died. To the GF, death means life eternal and to be reborn again. Humans do not have the same chances. When we die, we die forever."
"Grief is momentary, Master. I do not understand why you grieve so."
"Matron was a mother to us. A Master-in your terms, that truly cared for us as if we were her own. Rinoa as well was once a friend. You had once taken up residence in her mind for a short period, didn't you?"
"I have, Master. Her mind was closed even to me."
"So we have it. I think that it is best we leave things be, and let Fate take her cause."
Zell stood up. "For me. For me, I've seen enough pain and deaths to last an eternity."
"I just wanna rest now."
**********
A/N: I am really sorry for banging this fic off, but I rethought it halfway, and this is it. It's not meant to be really explanative, but it was meant to be foreshadowing, warning of an uncertain future.
Please do review the other fic. I will be most honoured if you do so.
Leonhart Loire, sealing a long-overdue fic.