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Like the Snow
In the snowstorm
So, this time I tried a slightly different FF, I hope it is reasonably acceptable ^^
Like the Snow: Prologue
"Take a scarf with me ..!"
The front door slammed shut and silenced Yuffie behind him, he trudged with sweeping strides through the deep snow that had covered Midgard like a thick white blanket a few weeks ago and has made no move to open the city again since then.
The ice-cold wind tore at his tattered cloak and whipped his long, black hair into his pale face, the blizzard had been raging for three days and robbed the inhabitants of the city of all sight, but his blood-red eyes easily found the way that would take him out The dense crowd of houses led out and brought it closer to its goal.
He hadn't been in Lucrezia's crystal cave for a week, because neither Yuffie nor Cid wanted to let him out of the door during the heavy snowfall; her concern touched him, but he was drawn back to the shimmering grave of his beloved, because as much as he enjoyed the time with his friends, he also needed his rest, which he had still found in the crystal cave.
Soon a dark shape rose in front of him in the snowstorm, he was enjoying the feeling of warmth that received him in the protective cave when the roaring wind lost its strength, finally died and a deep calm settled over Vincent, only remotely like the echo of a fading dream, he could still hear the rush of snow against the rock walls.
With a relieved sigh that was repeated a thousand times by the stone walls of the winding corridor he was now crossing, he left the tunnel and stepped onto the largest of the bluish shimmering crystals that sprout like flowers from the fruitless stone, his steps echoing loud through the shining tomb in which his dead love rested, the kind smile that had lain on her lips all her life, forever on her face.
"Lucrezia ..."
He stared dreamily at a spot on the wall and hung on to his thoughts until the sound of footsteps suddenly broke through his beloved calm and startled him out of his daydreams.
When he turned around in surprise, he paused, horrified, because in the stone passage that led into the cave, Yazoo, her fatal enemy, was standing and swaying clawed into the rocky unevenness of the stone wall.
Before the image of Sephiroth could even blink, the red-eyed man had already turned the barrel of his Cerberus on him and looked coldly at the silver-haired man.
"Don't take a step, Yazoo."
Instead of the expected attack, Jenova's descendant pushed away from the rock face he had previously clung to and stumbled uncertainly towards him.
"Vin ..."
Before he could take another step or pull the trigger, the silver-haired man collapsed in front of him and the well-known silence enveloped them both.Vincent wasn't sure if Yazoo was just fooling him or if he was really passed out; The black-haired man walked suspiciously around the lifeless figure at a safe distance, his finger on the trigger and the barrel of the weapon constantly pointed at the person lying on the ground, but after a few minutes after the image of Sephiroth still made no move, the red-eyed man stepped Reluctantly approached him and reluctantly knelt beside him.
Carefully, so as not to injure him with his metal hand, he grabbed the silver-haired man by the shoulders and rolled him onto his back, then looked at him with a frown.
The smaller one was breathing heavily, which Vincent was not surprised because of the scarcely healed wound on his right hip, from which blood dripped onto the cool stone floor, his face was even paler than usual, only Yazoo's cheeks showed an unnatural reddening.
The black-haired man carefully placed his ungloved hand on the forehead of Jenova's descendant and shortly afterwards pulled it back with an annoyed expression on his face; Sephiroth's image glowed with fever, why did he have to run into him of all people?
With a sigh of fate, he lifted the smaller one in his arms.
How light it is ...
Then, in a bad mood, he stepped out into the angry blizzard, which greeted him with tiny ice crystals that pierced his skin like needles.
So that's it again from me ^^
If the FF is better received on this page than my last one, I will upload more chapters, if not that's too tedious for me XP
(Comments of the last after 12 chapters: 0.)
Like the Snow: Prologue
"Take a scarf with me ..!"
The front door slammed shut and silenced Yuffie behind him, he trudged with sweeping strides through the deep snow that had covered Midgard like a thick white blanket a few weeks ago and has made no move to open the city again since then.
The ice-cold wind tore at his tattered cloak and whipped his long, black hair into his pale face, the blizzard had been raging for three days and robbed the inhabitants of the city of all sight, but his blood-red eyes easily found the way that would take him out The dense crowd of houses led out and brought it closer to its goal.
He hadn't been in Lucrezia's crystal cave for a week, because neither Yuffie nor Cid wanted to let him out of the door during the heavy snowfall; her concern touched him, but he was drawn back to the shimmering grave of his beloved, because as much as he enjoyed the time with his friends, he also needed his rest, which he had still found in the crystal cave.
Soon a dark shape rose in front of him in the snowstorm, he was enjoying the feeling of warmth that received him in the protective cave when the roaring wind lost its strength, finally died and a deep calm settled over Vincent, only remotely like the echo of a fading dream, he could still hear the rush of snow against the rock walls.
With a relieved sigh that was repeated a thousand times by the stone walls of the winding corridor he was now crossing, he left the tunnel and stepped onto the largest of the bluish shimmering crystals that sprout like flowers from the fruitless stone, his steps echoing loud through the shining tomb in which his dead love rested, the kind smile that had lain on her lips all her life, forever on her face.
"Lucrezia ..."
He stared dreamily at a spot on the wall and hung on to his thoughts until the sound of footsteps suddenly broke through his beloved calm and startled him out of his daydreams.
When he turned around in surprise, he paused, horrified, because in the stone passage that led into the cave, Yazoo, her fatal enemy, was standing and swaying clawed into the rocky unevenness of the stone wall.
Before the image of Sephiroth could even blink, the red-eyed man had already turned the barrel of his Cerberus on him and looked coldly at the silver-haired man.
"Don't take a step, Yazoo."
Instead of the expected attack, Jenova's descendant pushed away from the rock face he had previously clung to and stumbled uncertainly towards him.
"Vin ..."
Before he could take another step or pull the trigger, the silver-haired man collapsed in front of him and the well-known silence enveloped them both.Vincent wasn't sure if Yazoo was just fooling him or if he was really passed out; The black-haired man walked suspiciously around the lifeless figure at a safe distance, his finger on the trigger and the barrel of the weapon constantly pointed at the person lying on the ground, but after a few minutes after the image of Sephiroth still made no move, the red-eyed man stepped Reluctantly approached him and reluctantly knelt beside him.
Carefully, so as not to injure him with his metal hand, he grabbed the silver-haired man by the shoulders and rolled him onto his back, then looked at him with a frown.
The smaller one was breathing heavily, which Vincent was not surprised because of the scarcely healed wound on his right hip, from which blood dripped onto the cool stone floor, his face was even paler than usual, only Yazoo's cheeks showed an unnatural reddening.
The black-haired man carefully placed his ungloved hand on the forehead of Jenova's descendant and shortly afterwards pulled it back with an annoyed expression on his face; Sephiroth's image glowed with fever, why did he have to run into him of all people?
With a sigh of fate, he lifted the smaller one in his arms.
How light it is ...
Then, in a bad mood, he stepped out into the angry blizzard, which greeted him with tiny ice crystals that pierced his skin like needles.
So that's it again from me ^^
If the FF is better received on this page than my last one, I will upload more chapters, if not that's too tedious for me XP
(Comments of the last after 12 chapters: 0.)