The mountain range was steep and went on for miles, circling the city of Midgar in it's vast grip. Zack climbed the impossible crag, pebbles tumbling from beneath his feet. The loose, clay dirt slipped between his fingers. He looked over his sholder to see if Cloud needed help.

"How're you doing?" he said, gripping a branch of an old dead tree, trying to hang on.

"I'll be ok," he heard from a few feet below him. "Do we have a long way to go?"

"Nope, just up to that big rock." He saw Cloud pull himself up, gripping the same branch.

"Don't tell me you go here every night," he said, panting, trying to catch his breath.

When Zack didn't answer, Cloud continued just to break the uncomfortable silence.

"Why here?" he asked as he continued to scale a virtuly vertical wall. "There are thousands of places to go to forget things, why go to the middle of nowhere in the middle of the night?"

He clutched harder at the rocks, climbing inch by painful inch up the mountain side. Suddenly the rocks beneath his feel fell away and Cloud realized that if he'd let go, there'd be nothing else but a painful death. But before he even had a chanse to fall, Zack caught him. Holding him aroudnd the waist, he dragged Cloud cloud over the edge of the clif.

The air was crisp and cool as Zack replied, "I don't go here to forget, Cloud, I go here to remember."

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