Unfortunately for Seifer, Garnet was not much a source of information.
"I guess all we can do is follow him. We're all in this together right? If we all sit down, I can... try to explain. At least, the theory I have." And she offered him a weak smile.
But in the meantime, Cloud was getting ruther away from them, leaving them both in the proverbial dust of this strange land.
"Hey, wait for us!" cried Garnet, gathering her skirt in her hands and moving briskly down the road.
All the while her mind was racing. Nibelheim. Garland. Garnet had talked to Cloud at length about the old man and his old intentions, but he had a point. Why would Garland bring them to Cloud's world? For that matter, why would he move anyone or anything from one world to another. Wasn't his plan to have Terra absorb Gaia? So what purpose did this whole debacle serve?
It was as she debated this, that suddenly, The streets of Nibelheim melted. Quite literally. The forms of houses turned to stones, and dusty paths. The sound of water crashing against those rocks, towering formations that at one time may have been houses.
Garnet stopped abruptly.
"...Madain Sari?"
Gone was the odd sensation of displacement. Instead, a nagging familiarity. What compelled her to sit, she didn't know, but suddenly, the place she had been sitting, was a little boat, tied in the water. So calm... peaceful... away from the bright sunlight that only seemed to emphasize the desolation of the once proud summoner village... a feeling of uneasiness gripped her heart, a nagging feeling that there was something here she should know.
So, here she sat. Alone. And she began to sing. Singing that song, always made her feel better.
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Date: 2010-02-10 06:40 am (UTC)"I guess all we can do is follow him. We're all in this together right? If we all sit down, I can... try to explain. At least, the theory I have." And she offered him a weak smile.
But in the meantime, Cloud was getting ruther away from them, leaving them both in the proverbial dust of this strange land.
"Hey, wait for us!" cried Garnet, gathering her skirt in her hands and moving briskly down the road.
All the while her mind was racing. Nibelheim. Garland. Garnet had talked to Cloud at length about the old man and his old intentions, but he had a point. Why would Garland bring them to Cloud's world? For that matter, why would he move anyone or anything from one world to another. Wasn't his plan to have Terra absorb Gaia? So what purpose did this whole debacle serve?
It was as she debated this, that suddenly, The streets of Nibelheim melted. Quite literally. The forms of houses turned to stones, and dusty paths. The sound of water crashing against those rocks, towering formations that at one time may have been houses.
Garnet stopped abruptly.
"...Madain Sari?"
Gone was the odd sensation of displacement. Instead, a nagging familiarity. What compelled her to sit, she didn't know, but suddenly, the place she had been sitting, was a little boat, tied in the water. So calm... peaceful... away from the bright sunlight that only seemed to emphasize the desolation of the once proud summoner village... a feeling of uneasiness gripped her heart, a nagging feeling that there was something here she should know.
So, here she sat. Alone. And she began to sing. Singing that song, always made her feel better.