Epilogue: Girl At The Train Station

I did the sub-chapter and decided "What the hell! I'll write the epilogue"! So hear it is! You know what happens to Aerith so now learn how it all ends for Cloud.

Dear Mr. Strife,

I saw you at the train station some eight days ago. You seemed happy enough so I didn't want to bother you. And well…there was one other thing. I remember seeing a girl fall and trip there. I wanted to help her myself but you beat me to the chase. What was most astonishing was her resemblance to Miss. Gainsborough, who we are all aware passed away some time ago. It was funny how you kept holding her hand, even after she was up and standing. What was her name again? I believe it was Rethiax or something like that. I was most amused to see you two swap phone numbers, knowing how reserved you usually are.

I am well enough, as you should know. I am here, working on the World Restoration Organization. I hardly have time to go out to see our friends because of it. I suppose I should take a break but I just cannot. Why, I don't even have time to plan my own wedding to Shalua let alone go out and have fun. The people all over need me to finish my work and thus I cannot spare a moment. Though, I must admit, it would bring me much joy to see you come here to visit. You could even bring that girl with you. If it being too dull is your concern then do not worry. Kalm is far from calm any more. There is always something happening so it will be fun.

How is Miss. Lockhart? I heard she is soon to be wed to Mr. Reno. A pity he never told me his last name, because it doesn't feel right to just call him "Reno". Well, we shall find out as soon as he and Miss. Lockhart are married. It was funny when we went to their engagement party and all you did was sit there sipping at the same tiny glass of punch. I never thought Mr. Valentine would out do a fellow, who used to say such odd things like "Let's mosey", in drinks. Perhaps that is my own observation and I am silly to think it. Who knows?

I guess I should have told you this some time ago but I shall tell you now. I once passed through Nibleheim about eighteen years ago. I saw a little boy with peculiar pointy blonde hair on the ground crying. I was in a rush to get to the reactor but I could not ignore him. I knelt down beside him and gave him a lollipop and allowed him to play with Cait Sith until I returned. When I came back he was smiling in such a way that I let a tear or two escape. I have no children of my own so I felt a sense of faux father pride when that boy took joy in what I did. What a surprise it was to see that boy again nine years later as a cadet for SOLDIER. Then again later fighting against the Shinra as a member of the group AVALANCHE. I met the lad when I was about twenty-seven but only truly grew to know him when I was forty-three.

Well, I suppose I should close up this letter soon. I find it quite a relief to see you getting your life back on track. Miss. Gainsborough's passing was difficult for us all but struck you the hardest. Any man who lost his lover would give up hope for some time. Perhaps the arrival of Miss. Rethiax will help you feel better and come to terms with it all. Please do take care of yourself.

Your good friend,

Reeve A. Tuesti

I wrote the epilogue in the style of a letter written by Reeve because I LOVE him! He is my sexy little middle-aged executive. Any ways, to understand the joke in Rethiax's name you have to play Kingdom Hearts II. :D