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When the war of the beasts brings about the world's end, the Goddess descends from the sky. Wings of light and dark spread afar. She guides us to bliss, her gift everlasting.
I hate these dreams. It's bad enough when something private gets drawn out of you and exposed to everyone, but to have it mutated to something nearly unrecognizable makes it all the worse. It's too much like one of those mirrors at the fair. Angeal and I went to one when we were kids, and the distortions were terrifying. There was some small part that you could look at and say, 'Yes, that's me', but the rest was warped beyond recognition.
I wonder if that was what Sephiroth thought last he was with us.
I wonder if that was what Zack Fair thought when he first saw me.
Kadaj, Yazoo, and Wrath, I'm going for a walk. I should be back soon. I need to get some apples from the trees anyways.
Karasu, I haven't heard from you for a bit. Are you all right?
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Private to Avari:
Is Angeal all right?
I hate these dreams. It's bad enough when something private gets drawn out of you and exposed to everyone, but to have it mutated to something nearly unrecognizable makes it all the worse. It's too much like one of those mirrors at the fair. Angeal and I went to one when we were kids, and the distortions were terrifying. There was some small part that you could look at and say, 'Yes, that's me', but the rest was warped beyond recognition.
I wonder if that was what Sephiroth thought last he was with us.
I wonder if that was what Zack Fair thought when he first saw me.
Kadaj, Yazoo, and Wrath, I'm going for a walk. I should be back soon. I need to get some apples from the trees anyways.
Karasu, I haven't heard from you for a bit. Are you all right?
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Private to Avari:
Is Angeal all right?