I don't really know why I wrote this. I just felt that I had to...

A woman, dressed up in a black dress and a black veil to cover her face and hair, stands in front of a gravestone. Not far away are three figures standing, all dressed up in black suits. The woman smiles sadly.

"My love. It's been 5 years on this day. I can still remember when they came and told me. I was at our home, waiting for you to get home. When I heard the door open, I thought that it was you. But it was your comrades that came... They told me to sit down. But I refused. So they told me, that something had gone terribly wrong on the mission... They said, that they had destroyed one of the plates in Midgar and when they was escaping, you got stuck... You yelled at them to go, that you would come after. But you never showed up. And then the plate fell... They searched after you for hours, and then they found you. But when they did... it was already to late... You had already joined the Lifestream... I will never see you again in this life."

The winds takes a grip of the woman's veil. It's falls to the ground, revealing her red hair. She place a flower in front of the stone and touch the engraved name;

Here rest a beloved

Friend, Colleague

and Brother

Reno Sinclair

A/N Please tell me what you thinkabout this short story...