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saharasnowTitle: Walk with Me Again
Chapter: 8 - Ophelia
Series: Final Fantasy X/X-2
Characters: Auron, Tidus, Jecht's wife
Rating: PG
Warning: None.
Author's notes: I originally intended this to be a one-shot, but it somehow decided to come alive and inserted itself into the main story.
She laid in bed, shivering.
Winter seemed to have arrived too soon, she pulled her blanket up as she curled up inside to conserve as much heat as possible. Her eyes remained shut, yet her brain refused to rest.
For many nights since the arrival of the red-cloaked man who identified himself as a friend of her husband, her heart has been in constant turmoil. She believed in the return of her beloved and had continued to wait for him day and night, ignoring all the rumors, hurtful words and mockeries floating around her life. She would often asked her son to sit in front of her as she inspected his face, trying to find traces of her husband on the little boy.
She spent nights listening to the half blinded swordsman telling her the stories of his journey with his Summoner and her husband. She would close her eyes and drink in every words from him, painting a vivid picture of the world and following them on their pilgrimage, feeling every bit of emotions and feelings of the trio. She smiled fondly whenever she heard her name mentioned by her husband from him.
Turning and tossing for hours endlessly, she could not sleep. A tense feeling started invading her limbs, she tried to move and was shocked when she felt an extreme pain in her legs. Her muscle seemed to have been frozen by the cold wind, she struggled to relief the pain. She started panting as the pain traveled up her whole body.
Tears flowed out of her eyes, she struggled to breathe, as her whole body immersed in an unthinkable pain. She grabbed onto her chest as she realized the source of the pain from within. Advice from the doctor came to her suddenly, reminding her of her weak constitute. She had remembered to take her medicine, but had seemed to neglect it for some time since she started staying up every night to hear the stories of her husband battling, laughing and crying in another land so strange to her.
She broke out in cold sweat. She wanted the pain to stop. But her inner screaming seemed to be drowned in the pain her body was putting her through. She stretched out one of her arms helplessly, crying to grab hold of something, or break something to rise the attention of her son.
Her eyes remained shut due to the pain now taking over her. Her mind started juggling memories of hers like turbulence.
Then, she felt someone touched her.
The feel of skin was so real. She trembled as the touch drifted from her spine to her neck. She wanted to open her eyes so much. She wanted to see him. It must be him.
Slowly as she felt the pain leaving her body, a feeling of peace came to her. The touch stopped at her neck, caressing her softly. Her face still wet with tears, she remembered. Those were the last places he had touched her before he disappeared from her life.
Yes. It must be.
He was here.
A strange feeling washed over her. She felt as if she was floating, like sleeping within a bubble. She didn't fight and flowed with it.
As she floated away, feeling her body dissolving into nothingness, she heard a familiar whistle.
~ * ~
Another broken heart.
She was long gone when they found her lifeless body laying on her bed. She seemed like she had passed on peacefully. The smile on her was so serene, Tidus didn't even realized she was no longer breathing.
Auron walked into her room once again and found Tidus laying on the bed, tiny hands grabbing on the blanket. The young boy nudged himself on the bed, attempting to find the remaining warmth of his mother, while his body trembled with grief.
His footsteps was heavy, every piece of wood creaked as he put another step on them as he walked silently towards Tidus.
“Come.”
The boy refused to move. Auron felt his strength escaping him every minute as he felt the burden of death on his back getting heavier with every person's life vanished before him. He put his hand on the boy's head and wrapped his other arm around his body and held him up. Tidus fought weakly as he carried him out of the room and went towards the dock outside of the house.
Sunlight shone down on the sea and formed glitters on the water surface, she laid near the stairs that led into the water. Auron knelt down beside her body and put the boy down. Tidus tried to turn and run, but Auron grabbed hold of his arm tightly.
“See her off one last time.”
Tidus's brows furrowed, biting his lower lip as he tried to control himself to not cry loudly. He walked towards her slowly, trying to delay every step as much as possible by dragging his shoes and walking small steps. He hugged her, silently bidding his final farewell to her.
Auron paid his respect to her, carried her body up and walked down the steps that led to the sea. Slowly he lowered her body into the water, his arms relaxed and let go bit by bit, allowing the water to keep her afloat for a while before she started sinking in.
When most of her weight disappeared from his arm, he felt her floated away, as though the sea had stepped in to embrace her and relieved her off him. The morning was quiet and the air was still, all he could hear now was the sound of water and the sobbing of Tidus. He felt a weight lifted off of him strangely. She had suffered enough. And Jecht had came to take her to him.
Auron walked up the steps back to Tidus, he tried to carry him again, but his hand was slapped away by the boy. He pushed himself off the wooden ground he was kneeling on but a lack of balance threw him off and almost landed into the sea if Auron hasn't caught him on time. He attempted to drag Auron's hand away from him again, but failed to do so when he realized how tight he was holding on his arm.
He regained his two feet and stood, while refusing Auron's offer to carry him, he decided he could use his strong hand to help maintain his balance while he walked back to the house.
For he was so tired from all the crying.
Auron let Tidus tugged on his hand, as though he was the one leading the way back to the house, he walked a step behind him while his hand was still holding onto his. Watching his small back, he laughed quietly enough to not get the boy's attention.
Their hands tightened, supporting each other as they walked their way home.
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Next chapter: Stay tuned!
Chapter: 8 - Ophelia
Series: Final Fantasy X/X-2
Characters: Auron, Tidus, Jecht's wife
Rating: PG
Warning: None.
Author's notes: I originally intended this to be a one-shot, but it somehow decided to come alive and inserted itself into the main story.
She laid in bed, shivering.
Winter seemed to have arrived too soon, she pulled her blanket up as she curled up inside to conserve as much heat as possible. Her eyes remained shut, yet her brain refused to rest.
For many nights since the arrival of the red-cloaked man who identified himself as a friend of her husband, her heart has been in constant turmoil. She believed in the return of her beloved and had continued to wait for him day and night, ignoring all the rumors, hurtful words and mockeries floating around her life. She would often asked her son to sit in front of her as she inspected his face, trying to find traces of her husband on the little boy.
She spent nights listening to the half blinded swordsman telling her the stories of his journey with his Summoner and her husband. She would close her eyes and drink in every words from him, painting a vivid picture of the world and following them on their pilgrimage, feeling every bit of emotions and feelings of the trio. She smiled fondly whenever she heard her name mentioned by her husband from him.
Turning and tossing for hours endlessly, she could not sleep. A tense feeling started invading her limbs, she tried to move and was shocked when she felt an extreme pain in her legs. Her muscle seemed to have been frozen by the cold wind, she struggled to relief the pain. She started panting as the pain traveled up her whole body.
Tears flowed out of her eyes, she struggled to breathe, as her whole body immersed in an unthinkable pain. She grabbed onto her chest as she realized the source of the pain from within. Advice from the doctor came to her suddenly, reminding her of her weak constitute. She had remembered to take her medicine, but had seemed to neglect it for some time since she started staying up every night to hear the stories of her husband battling, laughing and crying in another land so strange to her.
She broke out in cold sweat. She wanted the pain to stop. But her inner screaming seemed to be drowned in the pain her body was putting her through. She stretched out one of her arms helplessly, crying to grab hold of something, or break something to rise the attention of her son.
Her eyes remained shut due to the pain now taking over her. Her mind started juggling memories of hers like turbulence.
Then, she felt someone touched her.
The feel of skin was so real. She trembled as the touch drifted from her spine to her neck. She wanted to open her eyes so much. She wanted to see him. It must be him.
Slowly as she felt the pain leaving her body, a feeling of peace came to her. The touch stopped at her neck, caressing her softly. Her face still wet with tears, she remembered. Those were the last places he had touched her before he disappeared from her life.
Yes. It must be.
He was here.
A strange feeling washed over her. She felt as if she was floating, like sleeping within a bubble. She didn't fight and flowed with it.
As she floated away, feeling her body dissolving into nothingness, she heard a familiar whistle.
~ * ~
Another broken heart.
She was long gone when they found her lifeless body laying on her bed. She seemed like she had passed on peacefully. The smile on her was so serene, Tidus didn't even realized she was no longer breathing.
Auron walked into her room once again and found Tidus laying on the bed, tiny hands grabbing on the blanket. The young boy nudged himself on the bed, attempting to find the remaining warmth of his mother, while his body trembled with grief.
His footsteps was heavy, every piece of wood creaked as he put another step on them as he walked silently towards Tidus.
“Come.”
The boy refused to move. Auron felt his strength escaping him every minute as he felt the burden of death on his back getting heavier with every person's life vanished before him. He put his hand on the boy's head and wrapped his other arm around his body and held him up. Tidus fought weakly as he carried him out of the room and went towards the dock outside of the house.
Sunlight shone down on the sea and formed glitters on the water surface, she laid near the stairs that led into the water. Auron knelt down beside her body and put the boy down. Tidus tried to turn and run, but Auron grabbed hold of his arm tightly.
“See her off one last time.”
Tidus's brows furrowed, biting his lower lip as he tried to control himself to not cry loudly. He walked towards her slowly, trying to delay every step as much as possible by dragging his shoes and walking small steps. He hugged her, silently bidding his final farewell to her.
Auron paid his respect to her, carried her body up and walked down the steps that led to the sea. Slowly he lowered her body into the water, his arms relaxed and let go bit by bit, allowing the water to keep her afloat for a while before she started sinking in.
When most of her weight disappeared from his arm, he felt her floated away, as though the sea had stepped in to embrace her and relieved her off him. The morning was quiet and the air was still, all he could hear now was the sound of water and the sobbing of Tidus. He felt a weight lifted off of him strangely. She had suffered enough. And Jecht had came to take her to him.
Auron walked up the steps back to Tidus, he tried to carry him again, but his hand was slapped away by the boy. He pushed himself off the wooden ground he was kneeling on but a lack of balance threw him off and almost landed into the sea if Auron hasn't caught him on time. He attempted to drag Auron's hand away from him again, but failed to do so when he realized how tight he was holding on his arm.
He regained his two feet and stood, while refusing Auron's offer to carry him, he decided he could use his strong hand to help maintain his balance while he walked back to the house.
For he was so tired from all the crying.
Auron let Tidus tugged on his hand, as though he was the one leading the way back to the house, he walked a step behind him while his hand was still holding onto his. Watching his small back, he laughed quietly enough to not get the boy's attention.
Their hands tightened, supporting each other as they walked their way home.
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Next chapter: Stay tuned!
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25/7/11 08:01 (UTC)Auron seems so trapped here, watching one death after another while he can't go.
English note: "snickered" is a sort of mocking laughter, like a chuckle but with a bit more teasing to it; probably not the word you were looking for.
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25/7/11 10:20 (UTC)screw Auron as much as possibleprepare and attempt to explain how Auron had become the one we know today by putting him through a lot of hardships.Done!