Character: Yuna
Series: Final Fantasy X/X-2
Roleplay:
edensphereIn-Game Name: Fayth
Timeline: Post Chapter 5 of FFX-2, Pre-Good&Perfect Endings
There were shooting stars blazing across the sky that night. Or were they shooting stars? She couldn't be too sure, as they glittered incandescently and danced in and out of their trajectory. From her safe vantage point on the beach, the stars seemed like they were diving into the water. She watched the light show and shivered a little, though not from the cold night air.
Something brushed against her shoulder. She turned into it and started a little. A monster - no, not a monster, a beast greeted her with a small coo against her ear. The large wings that had sprouted from its sides and a beak that almost seemed made of metal should of frightened her, but it didn't. In fact, the creature felt more comforting and familiar than the light show above them. With little trepidation, she reached out to the creature and patted the side of its beak. It seemed the right thing to do, as the creature practically purred under her touch and nudged the side of her head affectionately with its own.
Just as suddenly as it came, it left. It took off, its wings beating hard against the illuminated sky. She bolted after it as far as she could go before the surf met the shore. “Wait, don't go!” But it was too late; the magnificent beast had flown away and dispersed into a million glowing, sighing orbs, the very same substance she had initially thought were stars. Her heart felt like it was crushing against itself. “Not you too...” Though who else she was eluding to, she couldn't say.
“You've been dreaming.”
She jumped and turned to the little boy who had approached her from behind so soundlessly. His face was partially covered by a purple hood but she had the creeping suspicion that he was watching her intently from under it. “Who are you?”
He shook his head. “Don't be scared.”
“I'm not scared.” And it was the truth. What she was feeling wasn't fear, but an overwhelming amount of confusion. And sadness.
“Do you want to see him again?”
Her heart stirred inside her chest. She frowned and placed her hands against it, feeling it quicken even more at the though of seeing him... him who? Who was he? She couldn't quite pull the memory to the forefront of her mind, but her body reacted before she could think longer on the subject. She nodded, but didn't speak it as if she didn't trust herself to say it outloud.
He gestured out to the ocean. “It's time. You know where to go. Our song will guide you.”
She nodded again, this time more assure of herself. She stepped on the water, confident that it would not break under her feet. With resolve burning with each step, she tread across the ocean, the little boy's lullaby joined by other voices filling her ears. She walked, knowing in her heart that she would find the place she was looking for: where the dancing lights met the sea.