( these are perilous times they live in now... )

She doesn’t listen for the voices; the voices make her listen.

When she was little, only a few years old and still a bright, ignorant little thing, she became sick. Her entire body shivered and grew as frigid and numb as ice, but everything else and whatever it was behind her eyes burned like an insatiable fire that her mother began to fear, ( Read more... )

Yuna had considered the moment she announced to her guardians she was now a summoner to be the peak of her life; her twilight. Her sun was beginning to set; all there was to be achieved, to feel, in her life had been done. Finished. Now it was only the journey left for her, the sacrifices she would selflessly give as she said goodbye to Spira and ( Read more... )