My Dagger Comes to Me.
WHO: Garnet and Zidane
WHAT: Dagger is reunited once more with a ghost from her past.
WHERE: Docks.
WHEN: Very shortly after Zidane's arrival around dusk.
Zidane was here.
Her heart was racing, and hermind was clouded with an array of fast-paced thoughts. She could hardly keep directions right as she pushed gently through the crowds of civilians still gathered on the city streets on her way to the docks. Through all their chattering, she couldn't make out a single word; it all drowned in the anxious beats of her heart.
He was here. Again. Here, in Rivelata, alive and well.
Here.
The darkening sky was peppered with lingering shades of red and orange that shimmered and shone on the cresting waves of the ocean as she approached the docks, the layers of her dress clutched firmly in her hands as she dashed across the wood planks.
'Zidane. Where are you?'
There.
A figure in the short distance began to sharpen and the shape of a tail began to come into focus through vision that then began to blur with tears.
WHAT: Dagger is reunited once more with a ghost from her past.
WHERE: Docks.
WHEN: Very shortly after Zidane's arrival around dusk.
Zidane was here.
Her heart was racing, and hermind was clouded with an array of fast-paced thoughts. She could hardly keep directions right as she pushed gently through the crowds of civilians still gathered on the city streets on her way to the docks. Through all their chattering, she couldn't make out a single word; it all drowned in the anxious beats of her heart.
He was here. Again. Here, in Rivelata, alive and well.
Here.
The darkening sky was peppered with lingering shades of red and orange that shimmered and shone on the cresting waves of the ocean as she approached the docks, the layers of her dress clutched firmly in her hands as she dashed across the wood planks.
'Zidane. Where are you?'
There.
A figure in the short distance began to sharpen and the shape of a tail began to come into focus through vision that then began to blur with tears.