At least it wasn't that way here; here, Zanarkand was still quiet, peaceful, save for the roaming bands of monsters and the visions from the pyreflies. Yuna did her best to ignore them, not wanting to see the painful memories that were coming tot he forefront -- fighting Braska's Final Aeon, Tidus vanishing from her sight..
Sending her Aeons to their final resting place for the second time.
She was bringing up the rear, but she caught up soon enough, Nirvana staff in hand, and she lingered next to her husband, lips pursed.
"Let's go. Whatever's down there.. together, we can take it on."
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Date: 2011-07-02 05:48 pm (UTC)Tourist trap.
At least it wasn't that way here; here, Zanarkand was still quiet, peaceful, save for the roaming bands of monsters and the visions from the pyreflies. Yuna did her best to ignore them, not wanting to see the painful memories that were coming tot he forefront -- fighting Braska's Final Aeon, Tidus vanishing from her sight..
Sending her Aeons to their final resting place for the second time.
She was bringing up the rear, but she caught up soon enough, Nirvana staff in hand, and she lingered next to her husband, lips pursed.
"Let's go. Whatever's down there.. together, we can take it on."