With the last rays of daylight,
the remaining 'heroes' reached the town of Cosmo Canyon and rented rooms
in the Inn. Yet since the sun had just set and nobody in the group felt like
sleeping early, they had joined the Cosmo citizens at the Cosmo flame, listening
to their stories and songs to distract their own thoughts.
With the fire spending warmth in the advancing night's cold, a young girl began singing a song in an ancient tongue.
Red XIII was listening intently, his gaze following the flames on their way into the dark sky. In similar fashion, Yuffie, Barret and Cait were looking at a group of children dancing happily to the tune.
Aeris was sitting a bit away from the others, her legs brought up towards her, chin leaning on her knees. Even in this relaxed atmosphere, the tension among the friends was still heavy on her chest.
Will it always be like this? Is it going to get any easier?
She doubted it, seriously.
Yet was she the one to complain? Wasn't it much more difficult for most of her companions? Some of them had been so much closer to Tifa then she ever was.
Glancing over at Barret, she could easily make out that his rough features had even become more firm, reserved. His lips were pressed tightly onto each other as he was recalling events back in the early days of Avalanche.
It hurt him deeply, she knew that.
Red… He also had been close to the young woman. While he was swaying his head slightly to the sound of the music, the reflections of flames revealed tears emerging his closed eyes. It would take him long to overcome the sadness. Around Tifa, he had been able to act his age without feeling foolish and having the urge to prove his maturity.
Aeris let out a quiet sigh and buried her head deeper in her arms.
She couldn't take looking at him.
However much pain anyone of the friends felt, his grief was far beyond it all.
Whenever her eyes fell upon Cloud, the guilt inside of her grew, became almost overwhelming.
It had all been her fault…
Hearing a rustling from where he sat, she dared a quick gaze; Cloud had gotten up, his movements unmotivated, hand rubbing his forehead while he distanced himself from the busy crowd.
Again, tears formed in Aeris' eyes.
It was all her fault…
Slowly, she got up, making sure none of the others would notice her disappearance.
The defined, small size of the rooms in the Inn made it easier, sparing her from having to confront the results of her own 'actions'.
Actions…
She wished she had taken actions…
She had not, however.
Aeris let herself fall down onto the bed.
Sometimes, in moments like these, the shiny blade of the masamune did seem inviting, calling her to justify her deeds. And if she were once to make the choice, embracing the blade would be far more agreeable than it should be…
~ ~ ~
several days later…
"Oh f$$$, what's happening here?" Cid yelled, almost spitting out his cigarette.
Hell was breaking loose.
"Get out! Everybody, NOW!" Barret joined in.
The earth was shaking violently, breaking up in various places, making way for the glowing green Lifestream.
"We have to get Cloud out!" Aeris screamed against the chaos, "We can't leave him here like that!!!" Gesturing wildly, she was trying to make her way to the small hospital.
However, it was impossible, with the earth crumbling below her feet. They had only found him two days ago and should already give up on him again? She did not want to believe this.
"Back to the Highwind! Hurry!!!!" Cid commanded, gesturing the others to follow.
"But we can't…", Aeris tried, pleadingly looking at Barret.
He interrupted her resolutely.
"But we have to. He'll find a way, y'know the spike. Come on!"
He grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her back in the direction of the Highwind, away from the chaos that had once been the town of Mideel.
Easily, the last pieces of solid ground cracked open and finally dissolved into the Lifestream, taking with them all the buildings and those who had not been able to escape in time.
"Clooooooooud!!!!!"
~Hmm… what happened? Where am I?~
"Wake up."
~……Who are you?"~
"Wake up, Cloud?"
~Who are you? …How do you know my name?~
"Don't tell me you forgot already, Cloud" *snickering*
~Tifa? This… this can't … Did I die?~
*snickering* "No, you didn't, don't worry."
~Where are you? I can't see you. I want to see you, Tifa…~
"I'm sorry, I can't let you."
~But why not? I want to see you.~
"I'm sorry, Cloud, it is not allowed."
~Not allowed? By whom? Who forbids it? Why?~
"Listen to me, Cloud. I can't tell you. But I want to show you something."
~Show me what?~
"Just wait and see, Cloud. Wait and see…"
a/n: I know, this is just a short part, I'm sorry-.-' I just can't seem to get out of my writer's block. Whatever I do, the characters seem to be very out of character, and the whole style of writing in itself somewhat weird (I can't really describe it, it just simply doesn't sound like me anymore). And I know it keeps taking me a long time to update, but I'm really having a hard time writing lately. I am still waiting on something that gives me inspiration, on a cure from my ugly writer's block. Also, I think, the grammar isn't too good. I'm struggling with that, too, lately.
As that the only thing I do nowadays? Struggle?
Shouldn't I be enjoying writing as I was before, instead of having to make myself start at all?
If anyone out there knows what to do in this kind of situation, please tell me. I really need to get through it as fast as possible.
Still reading, anyone? I didn't exactly mean to give you such a private insight into my situation, but I guess it just wanted to get out.
Sorry for not being as good as I should be.
With the fire spending warmth in the advancing night's cold, a young girl began singing a song in an ancient tongue.
Red XIII was listening intently, his gaze following the flames on their way into the dark sky. In similar fashion, Yuffie, Barret and Cait were looking at a group of children dancing happily to the tune.
Aeris was sitting a bit away from the others, her legs brought up towards her, chin leaning on her knees. Even in this relaxed atmosphere, the tension among the friends was still heavy on her chest.
Will it always be like this? Is it going to get any easier?
She doubted it, seriously.
Yet was she the one to complain? Wasn't it much more difficult for most of her companions? Some of them had been so much closer to Tifa then she ever was.
Glancing over at Barret, she could easily make out that his rough features had even become more firm, reserved. His lips were pressed tightly onto each other as he was recalling events back in the early days of Avalanche.
It hurt him deeply, she knew that.
Red… He also had been close to the young woman. While he was swaying his head slightly to the sound of the music, the reflections of flames revealed tears emerging his closed eyes. It would take him long to overcome the sadness. Around Tifa, he had been able to act his age without feeling foolish and having the urge to prove his maturity.
Aeris let out a quiet sigh and buried her head deeper in her arms.
She couldn't take looking at him.
However much pain anyone of the friends felt, his grief was far beyond it all.
Whenever her eyes fell upon Cloud, the guilt inside of her grew, became almost overwhelming.
It had all been her fault…
Hearing a rustling from where he sat, she dared a quick gaze; Cloud had gotten up, his movements unmotivated, hand rubbing his forehead while he distanced himself from the busy crowd.
Again, tears formed in Aeris' eyes.
It was all her fault…
Slowly, she got up, making sure none of the others would notice her disappearance.
The defined, small size of the rooms in the Inn made it easier, sparing her from having to confront the results of her own 'actions'.
Actions…
She wished she had taken actions…
She had not, however.
Aeris let herself fall down onto the bed.
Sometimes, in moments like these, the shiny blade of the masamune did seem inviting, calling her to justify her deeds. And if she were once to make the choice, embracing the blade would be far more agreeable than it should be…
~ ~ ~
several days later…
"Oh f$$$, what's happening here?" Cid yelled, almost spitting out his cigarette.
Hell was breaking loose.
"Get out! Everybody, NOW!" Barret joined in.
The earth was shaking violently, breaking up in various places, making way for the glowing green Lifestream.
"We have to get Cloud out!" Aeris screamed against the chaos, "We can't leave him here like that!!!" Gesturing wildly, she was trying to make her way to the small hospital.
However, it was impossible, with the earth crumbling below her feet. They had only found him two days ago and should already give up on him again? She did not want to believe this.
"Back to the Highwind! Hurry!!!!" Cid commanded, gesturing the others to follow.
"But we can't…", Aeris tried, pleadingly looking at Barret.
He interrupted her resolutely.
"But we have to. He'll find a way, y'know the spike. Come on!"
He grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her back in the direction of the Highwind, away from the chaos that had once been the town of Mideel.
Easily, the last pieces of solid ground cracked open and finally dissolved into the Lifestream, taking with them all the buildings and those who had not been able to escape in time.
"Clooooooooud!!!!!"
~Hmm… what happened? Where am I?~
"Wake up."
~……Who are you?"~
"Wake up, Cloud?"
~Who are you? …How do you know my name?~
"Don't tell me you forgot already, Cloud" *snickering*
~Tifa? This… this can't … Did I die?~
*snickering* "No, you didn't, don't worry."
~Where are you? I can't see you. I want to see you, Tifa…~
"I'm sorry, I can't let you."
~But why not? I want to see you.~
"I'm sorry, Cloud, it is not allowed."
~Not allowed? By whom? Who forbids it? Why?~
"Listen to me, Cloud. I can't tell you. But I want to show you something."
~Show me what?~
"Just wait and see, Cloud. Wait and see…"
a/n: I know, this is just a short part, I'm sorry-.-' I just can't seem to get out of my writer's block. Whatever I do, the characters seem to be very out of character, and the whole style of writing in itself somewhat weird (I can't really describe it, it just simply doesn't sound like me anymore). And I know it keeps taking me a long time to update, but I'm really having a hard time writing lately. I am still waiting on something that gives me inspiration, on a cure from my ugly writer's block. Also, I think, the grammar isn't too good. I'm struggling with that, too, lately.
As that the only thing I do nowadays? Struggle?
Shouldn't I be enjoying writing as I was before, instead of having to make myself start at all?
If anyone out there knows what to do in this kind of situation, please tell me. I really need to get through it as fast as possible.
Still reading, anyone? I didn't exactly mean to give you such a private insight into my situation, but I guess it just wanted to get out.
Sorry for not being as good as I should be.