I started this one a while ago, and I haven't been on my desktop computer at all, it's too damn slow. So I figured I'd rewrite the whole thing from scratch, revising as I go.

Granted that is is not something canon that Aerith could have been able to do, don't flame me. It's fanfictin after all, it doesn't have to be canon.

Warnings: Spoilers from the end of the game and CC. (I haven't played completely through CC yet though, so feel free to correct any innaccuracies)

Disclaimer: I own nothing. Guess that makes me a hermit, doesn't it?

To Whom It May Concern
Letter One
Dear Mom

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Dear Mom,

I'm sorry I never really got to say goodbye. The reason I'm writing you is because I need to do just that. There's some loose ends that need to get tied up before I do anything else.

I have no qualms about saying you were a fantastic mother to me. You took me in and raised me as you own, without a second thought, and for that I have to thank you. You never scolded me when I told you I could hear voices that you couldn't, you supported me in the business I'd set up for myself and you helped me tend the flowers in the yard.

The thing I regret the most is that I never said farewell or kissed you goodbye. The last time I saw you was before the Turks had taken me back to the labs; we didn't even have time to stop by on our way out of Midgar.

The rest of the story - well, truly it isn't much. Our goal wasn't only to stop the mako reactors, but to hunt down the renegade General Sephiroth as well. He managed to get the Black Materia from the Temple of the Ancients before it collapsed, and to counterract the Meteor spell he cast (yes, that was him) I had to sacrifice myself.

In case you haven't figured it out yet, I'm not alive anymore. I'll always be there though, watching you, helping the flowers to grow. Technically it's not goodbye, then. I'll tell Zack you say hello, and my biological mother too.

Thank you for everything, Mom.

Your daughter,
Aerith

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First letter. There's only going to be four or five, so it's not a long series. I swear these things look waaaay longer when I write them in TextEdit! .

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