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1 || Half A Hero
This dream is set on a beach with ruins embedded in the cliff that rose from the sand, cracked stairs leading up to a building above that's also falling apart.
Seira herself sits on the remains of a pillar, bare toes curling in the warm sand. The wind off the sea tugs at the grasses and her hair, seagulls crying above and the smell of salt fill the air. Despite the lonely nature of the setting, the young woman seems almost happy to be there.
It's home; or had been once upon a time anyway.
There's a ragged photograph clutched in one hand, and she looks at it with a nostalgic smile. "I guess...there's no going back, is there?" She asks, not expecting a reply.
Seira herself sits on the remains of a pillar, bare toes curling in the warm sand. The wind off the sea tugs at the grasses and her hair, seagulls crying above and the smell of salt fill the air. Despite the lonely nature of the setting, the young woman seems almost happy to be there.
It's home; or had been once upon a time anyway.
There's a ragged photograph clutched in one hand, and she looks at it with a nostalgic smile. "I guess...there's no going back, is there?" She asks, not expecting a reply.
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She didn't quite understand the whole premise herself, that time and space could be manipulated to change the past, that time travel was a very real thing. Seira hadn't paid much attention to the theoretical side of physics during classes.
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Aerith hadn't had classes for applied physics, let alone the theoretical side of it. "But you're saying she managed to come all the way here from that time? That does sound pretty strange...I'm not sure about 'crazy', though." After all, Seira had given a fairly good reason to want to change things...though Aerith would abhor Ultimecia's methods.
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"She was..is... will be... whatever, she's nuts either way and no matter what anyone does. She doesn't care about anyone other than herself, everyone's to be used and tossed away. Even if they're... supposed to be more."
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It was a picture of the same beach, though a haphazard group of young kids dominated the scene along with a smashed sand castle. Despite the fact that their clothes were worn and didn't exactly fit them all quite right they all looked happy.
"This was before they began to leave." She said quietly, "We were such stupid kids."
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"This used to be an orphanage."
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But if this picture is what Seira wants to go back to... she looks up curiously as the woman speaks, throwing a look over her shoulder at the building. "Are you not able to find them?"
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"I know where they are, they just... we don't associate now that they're the heros and I'm the one who's the villain."
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That probably doesn't help.