Chapter 2
She knelt on the marble altar, in the
Already life quickly fleeing from her wide, glowing,
slightly mako enhanced green eyes.
Drawing the slender blood stained blade out, with an ever so slight
metallic hiss her body slipped onto the cool marble altar. Ignoring his silver haired adversary he
stumbled numbly to her side, the blood staining the front of her dress already
beginning to spread in a crimson pool around her crumpled form. Her eyes were barely open, but the
bright glimmer of life was already fading, her voice was barely louder than a
whisper but he heard her just fine.
Only one word. Goodbye.
He blinked back tears, as he lowered her lifeless body
into the waters of the lake, and watched as it slipped out of sight, through
those crystal waters to the sandy bottom of the icy, clear lake in the City of
the Ancients.
~*~*~
He remembered it all.....he wound never forget. He didn’t think he could forget, even if
he had wanted to.
Lying in the soft, warm, sweet smelling straw of the
Chocobo Stables behind the
Slowly standing up, he brushed off the pieces of straw
that clung to his comfortable black pants.
Patting his chocobo’s downy blue head one last
time, he left the stables, closing the door carefully behind him.
Shaking his
head sadly he put on a cheerful face and walked slowly through the snow back to
the inn. But if he had happened to
look upward to the window of the inn he would have seen a pair of concerned
burgundy eyes, sadly watching over him....