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(from Krissie's perspective) by Kaae Now the light, she fades
I suppose whatever I did was never enough ... After all, I couldn't save my father. He stood for what he had believed in, with a fiery, undying passion. I still stand for what he had believed in and hoped for ... but I wonder now if I held that passion as my own or as a memory, driving me to do what I did ... I had stayed awake for many sleepless nights, pondering this very thought ... Maybe my passion, as red as fire but as cold as ice, faded with the setting crimson moon. I still wonder how they could look to me as their leader ... Me, following a dream that didn't exist ... loving something that was never really there I felt the snow on that day of destiny, feeling as if each snowflake was a dream by someone who had dreamed something that had not existed ... but finally it had become reality... The watered shades of gold, orange, and crimson on that day made the sky look like a painting, like the waves and ripples of the ocean of colors above could be smeared with the touch of a finger, the swish of a hand ... When that beast fell from the heavens and changed into shards of snow, I knew what had happened ... Those dreams that fell from the sky had fulfilled fate and led destiny from confusion ... Hope had been restored, but faith had been shattered... On that day romance had mixed with tears, happiness with sorrow, generosity with greed and envy, hatred with love. Opposites attract, they say. We had all known that Thanatos liked to play with people's emotions, just as he had with Echo and Dyluck. He had caused Dyluck to forget and Echo to be thrown into despair ... The sorcerer had then stolen Dyluck's life from him, and Echo had fallen in a place where light could not reach. For when Thanatos took Dyluck, Echo's emotions had been toyed with ... she had looked into the eyes of the one she loved only to find nothing of the familiar, no trait of emotion. He had been tainted with the bite of evil, and it spread through him like poison ... Why I helped them, I may never know but I remember how they looked to me, as if I were a leader a light shining in the dark, to lead the way onward; onward to victory I looked back to them too, as not as heroes, but as friends, companions, and my saviors, not just the world's Those three went forward without a second thought, glance or a word of opposition, knowing what they were doing was the right thing They gave up something dear to them in the name of Mana and all things Holy so that the world could live on Those heroes gave up their own friendship and love to save us ... unfinished ...  main index |