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Eddie: Final chapter. Hope you like it.
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Such an event as this...
...cannot be described with simple words.
Speech, supposedly the base of all communication. It is how we live. Thus, when thought about, none of us are really independent. We speak to others for information. For help. For comfort. This is dependency.
It is how we survive in this cruel, confusing, unforgiving world.
It is our source of life.
Ramirez never needed words. His expressions and hand motions often spoke for themselves...
Yet I couldn't call him independent.
He needed not say anything once we bested him in battle that day. My voice drowned out his own long after I finished speaking, begging him to stop. His hand moved forward, the other swiftly drawing away his glove.
And there was light.
No, I screamed. Ramirez, don't.
And I could faintly make out the sound of his voice. The Ramirez you knew is dead, Fina, he roared.
He raised his hand, curled into a tight fist. And Zelos drifted down, slowly...
I looked down. The silence was deafening beyond any branch of imagination.
...Only it was real.
Vyse pulled me away, saying we had to get out of there. And soon after returning to the Delphinus, the great tower on Soltis exploded, leaving Zelos in its wake. We battled the monster, and barely defeated it before it transformed into something invincible.
We thought it was all over, at long last.
But then he came back, hell-bent on destroying us as we destroyed him. So it began again.
And so it ended again.
And when it was finished, one glance at his dying face shared his never- ending pain and suffering. His image to be etched in my confused mind for the rest of my life.
The fused creature was banished from existence, and all that remained was Ramirez's silver moon stone. This is what kept him alive, in place of spoken communication.
Vyse walked to it and picked it up gently. Smiling, he turned to me and said that when a sailor died, his body was returned to the sky. He asked if we should do the same for Ramirez.
I said that would be best.
So he walked to the rail on the deck, and threw the moon stone as far as he possibly could. The gliding crystal glinted in the reborn sun. Aika and I walked up next to Vyse.
And smiling, I watched my once-best friend sink into the distance, at long last peaceful for an eternity.
Eddie: Final chapter. Hope you like it.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~
Such an event as this...
...cannot be described with simple words.
Speech, supposedly the base of all communication. It is how we live. Thus, when thought about, none of us are really independent. We speak to others for information. For help. For comfort. This is dependency.
It is how we survive in this cruel, confusing, unforgiving world.
It is our source of life.
Ramirez never needed words. His expressions and hand motions often spoke for themselves...
Yet I couldn't call him independent.
He needed not say anything once we bested him in battle that day. My voice drowned out his own long after I finished speaking, begging him to stop. His hand moved forward, the other swiftly drawing away his glove.
And there was light.
No, I screamed. Ramirez, don't.
And I could faintly make out the sound of his voice. The Ramirez you knew is dead, Fina, he roared.
He raised his hand, curled into a tight fist. And Zelos drifted down, slowly...
I looked down. The silence was deafening beyond any branch of imagination.
...Only it was real.
Vyse pulled me away, saying we had to get out of there. And soon after returning to the Delphinus, the great tower on Soltis exploded, leaving Zelos in its wake. We battled the monster, and barely defeated it before it transformed into something invincible.
We thought it was all over, at long last.
But then he came back, hell-bent on destroying us as we destroyed him. So it began again.
And so it ended again.
And when it was finished, one glance at his dying face shared his never- ending pain and suffering. His image to be etched in my confused mind for the rest of my life.
The fused creature was banished from existence, and all that remained was Ramirez's silver moon stone. This is what kept him alive, in place of spoken communication.
Vyse walked to it and picked it up gently. Smiling, he turned to me and said that when a sailor died, his body was returned to the sky. He asked if we should do the same for Ramirez.
I said that would be best.
So he walked to the rail on the deck, and threw the moon stone as far as he possibly could. The gliding crystal glinted in the reborn sun. Aika and I walked up next to Vyse.
And smiling, I watched my once-best friend sink into the distance, at long last peaceful for an eternity.