★ 01
[ There's a battered figure lying somewhere in the forests edging the Center and First Ring, away from the castle and the unfamiliar birds circling its distant towers.
Aqua all but resembles a fresh corpse, dressed up in immaculate attire and laid out on a fresh bed of snow. (The dead, however, aren't apt to wake up with mild concussions.)
There are only two thoughts in her mind when she comes to, and they override all notions of cold, injury, and general bearings. ]
--Ven! Terra!!
[ She's sitting up before she knows it, her hands instinctively following to cradle the back of her head. Once the nauseating throb has subsided and her vision cleared, Aqua scans her immediate vicinity in search of both friend and foe.
No one.
...She must have been hit harder than she remembers.
(Her journal remains unnoticed, though not for long.) ]
Aqua all but resembles a fresh corpse, dressed up in immaculate attire and laid out on a fresh bed of snow. (The dead, however, aren't apt to wake up with mild concussions.)
There are only two thoughts in her mind when she comes to, and they override all notions of cold, injury, and general bearings. ]
--Ven! Terra!!
[ She's sitting up before she knows it, her hands instinctively following to cradle the back of her head. Once the nauseating throb has subsided and her vision cleared, Aqua scans her immediate vicinity in search of both friend and foe.
No one.
...She must have been hit harder than she remembers.
(Her journal remains unnoticed, though not for long.) ]