Visits
nel spends some time talking to a mystery person. r&r! GUMMIE WORMS! WOOOOOH! uhh...sorry about that -.-; you'll get used to these little outbreaks...heh...
Nel Zelpher pulled her knees up to her chest, resting her head on top of them. She glanced to her side, and sighed.
"I'm sorry I haven't visited lately. I've just been so busy." She lay back, sprawling out beneath the sun. "It's such a beautiful day," she murmured, closing her eyes.
A bird chirped, and she smiled faintly. "This is my first day off this year. I'm sure Her Majesty can't help it, but…" she rolled over on her side. "Why did there have to be a war? From what I heard, everything used to be fine, so why the war all of a sudden?"
The bird chirped again.
"I miss you. It might be selfish, but I do. I can't do this without you. They expect me to replace you, to follow in your footsteps, but they're so big, and I'm so small. Strangely enough, Albel's the only one that understands." She rolled onto her back once more. "You remember Glou, right? Nox? Well, Albel's his son. Evil devil. Good looking, though. And very perceptive. Not just a thug, after all." She sighed and closed her eyes. "I'm sorry I haven't done what you expected. I haven't become Captain. It's so hard, taking over the role of Captain of the Crimson Blades. I got scared, so Clair took over once you..." she trailed of, unable to finish the sentence. "Why did you have to go so soon?" she whispered, feeling like a little girl again.
Albel looked through the gates. There, lying on the grass, was quite possibly the only person he considered a friend, apart from 'Old Man Woltar'. Beside her was a gravestone. The words read;
HERE LIES MY FATHER'S MEMORIES
WISHES AND DREAMS
REST PEACEFULLY,
NEVELLE ZELPHER
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