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WHO: Aerith Gainsborough and Tifa Lockhart.
WHAT: Aerith's arrival.
WHERE: By the docks.
WHEN: Not long after Aerith's first journal entry.
The sparkling water was soothing. Aerith found herself gazing at the light ripples on the surface, wondering what was causing them. Was the wind creating the rings or were there tiny fish swimming up to take a peek at a world that could never be their own? If it were the latter, Aerith could sympathize.
She had thought -
But it wasn't meant to be. He had entered the Life Stream. She would not see him again until she too died.
That thought caused her heart to ache but it didn't override the peace that accompanied it. Aerith was more scared of being different than she was of dying. It had always been that way, she supposed.
Besides, death was natural. Everyone had to enter the Life Stream eventually. It was a sad occurrence when it involved someone familiar or someone who died young. She was not numb to nor unaware of these particularities.
Losing Zack had hurt. But, maybe, she could heal here.
Tilting her head back, Aerith looked up at the sky instead. She could almost imagine him smiling down at her.
I will be okay. She reassured him and herself. You were strong. I can be strong too.
Soon, Tifa would come and gather her. Once she did, her new life would begin.
It was time.
WHAT: Aerith's arrival.
WHERE: By the docks.
WHEN: Not long after Aerith's first journal entry.
The sparkling water was soothing. Aerith found herself gazing at the light ripples on the surface, wondering what was causing them. Was the wind creating the rings or were there tiny fish swimming up to take a peek at a world that could never be their own? If it were the latter, Aerith could sympathize.
She had thought -
But it wasn't meant to be. He had entered the Life Stream. She would not see him again until she too died.
That thought caused her heart to ache but it didn't override the peace that accompanied it. Aerith was more scared of being different than she was of dying. It had always been that way, she supposed.
Besides, death was natural. Everyone had to enter the Life Stream eventually. It was a sad occurrence when it involved someone familiar or someone who died young. She was not numb to nor unaware of these particularities.
Losing Zack had hurt. But, maybe, she could heal here.
Tilting her head back, Aerith looked up at the sky instead. She could almost imagine him smiling down at her.
I will be okay. She reassured him and herself. You were strong. I can be strong too.
Soon, Tifa would come and gather her. Once she did, her new life would begin.
It was time.