I'm...home. In my time. In my Zanarkand.
After Yuna's Spira, after Cosmo Canyon, everything seems so strange, so foreign: seeing my name in the scrolling advertisements that cross the city, the noise of the crowds that never die down.
Are all other worlds so quiet?
All that matters is that we're here, together. I guess I kept my foolish
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