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Day 1, Year 8 of Braska's Calm: Choices
0 reviewsWhen Yuna makes her decision to become a Summoner, other events are set in motion.
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/Guardian/. Chappu will be upset when he finds out, but it can't be helped. Wakka still believes we'll be able to dissuade Yuna from embarking on her training. I won't let her know that I've conceded, but I know her too well. She's not a child anymore, and she won't waver once she's set her mind on a course. A course towards Sin. Her father would be proud of her.
Gentle as she is, we are more alike than anyone else realizes. There is only one way to stop her. I must get there first.
Braska was a fool, as I told his Guardian long ago. What kind of father orphans his own child on purpose? There are enough of us who have grown up motherless and fatherless, without having parents seek their deaths. And it's said that children often follow in their footsteps.
I do remember my parents, at least. Sin struck when I was five -- the same age as Yuna when her mother was taken by the sea. Papa was the best weaver in Besaid. We never knew where Mother came from, washed up on the beach after a Sin-attack with her memory in tatters. Pale and secretive with strange eyes, she was not like the islanders, and there was a perilous power hidden in her small frame that is her gift to me. I used to use it to frighten the boys when they would not leave me alone. Then there was the time I found Kimahri's tail a little too tempting and wound up dangling from his paws over the river until I promised to restrict my spells to fiends.
It's no game anymore.
Letty and Jassu used to tease me for wearing black like my mother instead of our island's colorful fabrics: I now realize that they were afraid. Even the priests are uneasy around me. Three years ago, I stopped obeying the temple edict not to travel alone on the path from the village to the beach. No fiends have eaten me yet -- although Kimahri's had to bail me out a few times -- and I make the route safer for others. Letty and Jassu don't tease anymore, and the priests leave me alone except to set healing potions outside the door of my cell. I suppose that's their way of saying thank you. Nowadays, only Yuna, Chappu, and Kimahri seem able to look me in the eye or speak to me without stammering.
Black magic. A mixed blessing. But now, sweet sister, you have chosen the path of the Summoner, despite all our efforts to keep you happy and distracted. Then I will be a Guardian.
Summoner training usually takes several years, but knowing Yuna, I don't have much time. I had better find myself a Summoner quickly.
I don't know how I'm going to explain this to Chappu. This is something I have to do. Yevon gave me this power for a reason. But I love him so much. How can I leave him? What if I don't come back?
I can't let Yuna die. I just can't.
A/N: This is the text-only version. For the illustrated version, go to:
http://www.geocities.com/auronlu/guardian/index.html
About 1 in every 3 chapters has a picture.
Gentle as she is, we are more alike than anyone else realizes. There is only one way to stop her. I must get there first.
Braska was a fool, as I told his Guardian long ago. What kind of father orphans his own child on purpose? There are enough of us who have grown up motherless and fatherless, without having parents seek their deaths. And it's said that children often follow in their footsteps.
I do remember my parents, at least. Sin struck when I was five -- the same age as Yuna when her mother was taken by the sea. Papa was the best weaver in Besaid. We never knew where Mother came from, washed up on the beach after a Sin-attack with her memory in tatters. Pale and secretive with strange eyes, she was not like the islanders, and there was a perilous power hidden in her small frame that is her gift to me. I used to use it to frighten the boys when they would not leave me alone. Then there was the time I found Kimahri's tail a little too tempting and wound up dangling from his paws over the river until I promised to restrict my spells to fiends.
It's no game anymore.
Letty and Jassu used to tease me for wearing black like my mother instead of our island's colorful fabrics: I now realize that they were afraid. Even the priests are uneasy around me. Three years ago, I stopped obeying the temple edict not to travel alone on the path from the village to the beach. No fiends have eaten me yet -- although Kimahri's had to bail me out a few times -- and I make the route safer for others. Letty and Jassu don't tease anymore, and the priests leave me alone except to set healing potions outside the door of my cell. I suppose that's their way of saying thank you. Nowadays, only Yuna, Chappu, and Kimahri seem able to look me in the eye or speak to me without stammering.
Black magic. A mixed blessing. But now, sweet sister, you have chosen the path of the Summoner, despite all our efforts to keep you happy and distracted. Then I will be a Guardian.
Summoner training usually takes several years, but knowing Yuna, I don't have much time. I had better find myself a Summoner quickly.
I don't know how I'm going to explain this to Chappu. This is something I have to do. Yevon gave me this power for a reason. But I love him so much. How can I leave him? What if I don't come back?
I can't let Yuna die. I just can't.
A/N: This is the text-only version. For the illustrated version, go to:
http://www.geocities.com/auronlu/guardian/index.html
About 1 in every 3 chapters has a picture.
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