Chapter 11. A.k.a., Epilogue. Has absolutely no point...it's just dedicated to Marinawings and Xylacorabi Another friendship poem.
Marinawings: yeah, I know the FF characters well ;; Just like my personal friends! sweatdrops and glomps characters I play the games over...and over...and over...I feel sad too, I mean after all this is my first fic, and I just finished reading Dragonlance: Dragons of Winter Night, in which Lorac and Sturm die, and also I'm listening to 1,000 Words (sung by Yuna in FFX-2). sniffsniff It's such a sad song...I will definitely write a Final Fantasy fic in the future, I promise!
A Wayfaring Song, by Henry van Dyke
O who will walk a mile with me
Along life's merry way?
A comrade blithe and full of glee,
Who dares to laugh out loud and free
And let his frolic fancy play,
Like a happy child, through the flowers gay
That fill the field and fringe the way
Where he walks a mile with me.
And who will walk a mile with me
Along life's weary way?
A friend whose heart has eyes to see
The stars shine out o'er the darkening lea,
And the quiet rest at the end o' the day--
A friend who knows, and dares to say,
The brave, sweet words that cheer the way
Where he walks a mile with me.
With such a comrade, such a friend,
I fain would walk till journey's end,
Through summer sunshine, winter rain,
And then?--Farewell, we shall meet again!
Marinawings: yeah, I know the FF characters well ;; Just like my personal friends! sweatdrops and glomps characters I play the games over...and over...and over...I feel sad too, I mean after all this is my first fic, and I just finished reading Dragonlance: Dragons of Winter Night, in which Lorac and Sturm die, and also I'm listening to 1,000 Words (sung by Yuna in FFX-2). sniffsniff It's such a sad song...I will definitely write a Final Fantasy fic in the future, I promise!
A Wayfaring Song, by Henry van Dyke
O who will walk a mile with me
Along life's merry way?
A comrade blithe and full of glee,
Who dares to laugh out loud and free
And let his frolic fancy play,
Like a happy child, through the flowers gay
That fill the field and fringe the way
Where he walks a mile with me.
And who will walk a mile with me
Along life's weary way?
A friend whose heart has eyes to see
The stars shine out o'er the darkening lea,
And the quiet rest at the end o' the day--
A friend who knows, and dares to say,
The brave, sweet words that cheer the way
Where he walks a mile with me.
With such a comrade, such a friend,
I fain would walk till journey's end,
Through summer sunshine, winter rain,
And then?--Farewell, we shall meet again!
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