|Cloud Strife, the end of innocence
Author: The Un-great-ful PM
Nine years ago I played a game called Final Fantasy 7, at one point it made me cry. I've tried to write about that part of the story here, I think it's the most tragic and emotionaly blinding game I ever played.Rated: Fiction K - English - Romance/Tragedy - Words: 177 - Reviews: 16 - Favs: 3 - Published: 02-11-06 - id: 2110275
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Cloud Strife – the end of innocence
A moment of refined guilt, slashed with rancorous despair,
her eyes, aquamarine blue and ever vital do begin to glaze,
his legs feel like water as he runs to her,
Scarlet pattern of viscous fluid spreads like
warm butter across her flower maiden's dress.
Cradled in his arms, lucidity fades like the final note of a sonnet;
she triples and swirls as his eyes flood themselves with tears
A molten core of pure wrath is left to smoulder as her skin begins to cool, and
now closed with no goodbye's shall never shine again.
His body tingles all over as he releases her cadaver and stands.
Head down, thoughts a storm, covered in the blood of the woman he loves,
never did he tell her,
never will she know.
In his mouth his teeth are clenched
In his chest his heart is dead
In his eyes his soul shall burn for now and ever more.
Ode to the love of Aeris Lockheart