Sins of the Fathers- Epilogue
By Pavana Lachrimae
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Squaresoft is not mine; no copyright infringement is intended.
A/N: The big one. C'mon, you can't tell me it wasn't obvious :D
EPILOGUE
I had the dream again that night. It was the same as always- the same words, the same airless room. A child's cry cutting through the heat, the feel of a painfully thin wrist in my hand. His fingers catch on mine. He has strength left only to tug, and whisper.
"If it's a boy…" he says. I am aware that his life is slipping away. He dies in every dream. Sleeping, I am more aware than ever that it was a corpse I saw walking through the dock at Luca. Godspeed, Darra, you have your mother's soul.
"If it's a boy… Auron. No-," He closes his eyes, with the desperation of a dying man too weak to tell his last secret. "Don't call it that. I would rather that be forgotten. If it is a boy, call him what you wish. The truth will only hurt him."
Then his body falls still, and his hand slips from my own.
THE END
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A HUGE thank you to everybody who reviewed, He-Loves-Me-Not and Lucrecia Levrai especially, both whom I am incredibly flattered to have received good reviews from because they are both much better at writing Seymour than I am.
There are things in this story I'm not entirely pleased with, and I know there are some terrible continuity errors as well. I might rewrite this at some point in the future, with a more… creative choice of father for the baby (sorry if that was a disappointment). Criticism is therefore greatly appreciated- please, whatever you have to say, tell me what you think!
And most importantly, thank you all for reading. I hope you enjoyed this story as much as I enjoyed writing it.