tempus-fugit

The Mayor of Corel sat back in his chair and looked vacantly at the heap of papers that lay on the desk in front of him. He had been working diligently, or as diligently as was possible for him, to make a dent in those papers all day, yet looking now it seemed as if he had made almost no progress. He glanced out a window to his left and saw that the sun now hung low in the sky, just peaking over the mountains of North Corel. He had been working on this paperwork all day, but he hated it, and it was slow going. How he wished he were out in those mountains right now and not stuck behind this desk! With a shrug he turned back to his papers. He

It was night. Cloud stood on a treeless hill in the dark. Rain pelted down around him, he could feel it but not see it. He could see nothing but darkness all around him. He looked up, but there was no sign of any stars or moonlight. He turned in a slow circle, but saw no hint of where he was, or how he had gotten here, or anything at all except the darkness. But then a light slowly grew ahead of him. Faint at first, but then growing until he could see a small figure. The light continued to brighten. He could see Aeris clearly now, for the light seemed to emanate from her. He took a step toward her but then stopped. In the growing light he s

It was mid afternoon two days later when they reached Wutai. The town had grown considerably since they had last been there. The fall of Shinra and their restrictive trade polices had opened the continent up to free trade practices, and some shrewd bargaining by Godo with their neighboring villages had greatly improved the economy. Looking around the party could see that the town had probably doubled in size. "This place is almost as crowded as Midgar used to be," Barret commented as they walked through the busy streets. "But at least there's no sign of slums," Red observed. The others had been quite pleased when he had suggested he go alon

Grey, if there was a colour to 'personify' me it would be Grey, Grey, just saying it sonds dull, Grey, who ever found the colour Grey must have been a pretty dull guy, Grey, neither Cold nor Warm, Dark nor Light, that boring Neutralnes inbetween the two extreems, neither happy nor sad, Grey, if i could change my name i'd call yself 'Grey'

Tarkin sat unmoving in his chair. His training at SOLDIER had given him the discipline to ignore minor irritations and sit for hours while remaining utterly still, especially when he was thinking, and right now he had a lot to think about. His spies had informed him the failed experiment was finally on the move. It had taken much longer than he had thought. Cloud was apparently stronger than he suspected, but he should have known. He realized he had underestimated the young warrior, and he would have to be careful not to do that again. Even a failed Shinra experiment still had power. After all, he had managed, obviously by some fluke, to hav

Dear readers, my apologies, i'm not sure where i'm heading, i've gotten lost before. I don't want to disappoint you. I'm not here to annoint you. I'm sorry I'm very scared for this world I'm very scared for me This is my mistake. Let me make it good I raised the wall, and I will be the one to knock it down Here we stand and here we fight Marching feet, Johnny Reb, what's the price of heroes? And I don't know if I can do it Oh no I've said too much

Cloud was surrounded by white light. He looked down to see the world far below his feet. He was suspended in the air far above the planet, but he felt no fear or discomfort. He looked up and saw Aeris standing a few paces away. He reached out to her and tried to call out her name, but he heard no sound. Still, she seemed to understand, for she looked at him and smiled. Then she looked down. He followed her gaze and saw a large island below them. He recognized it as one of the southern islands, the one that had held the Temple of the Ancients, in fact, for he could just barely make out the small clearing where it had once stood. He looked b