Dearest,

The snow still falls on the hill. Like an ash from the remnants of our fire. Of our friendship. Of our spark.
Here I stay. On my knees atop that hill, gazing high. Watching that ash fall.
I close my eyes and I hold you close again. Your hand in mine. Your weak smile still brighter than mine could ever be…
I tilt my head back and take in a deep breath.
That smile…A smile fit for a hero.
A smile to remember…
…even when reddened with blood…
But as often as I close my eyes to see you once more in that awful memory, I never truly see you do I old friend? I write with naught but lament in my eyes, for these words will never reach yours… My voice will never reach your ears... My feelings will never reach your heart…
So I open my eyes once more. The snow has collected on my shoulders and gently tapers. The flowers I brought you are nearly completely covered now…
How long have I been here I wonder…?
I look at your gravestone. Its surface is painted red. The red even paints the faces of each snowflake that falls before it as the sun finishes its descent. I guess that means the day has concluded dearest Haurchefant… I’m glad to have spent it here… it’s a special day after all…
Let those embers that remain of what could have been linger on. This snow is our ash.
Just as you were my shield back then, I will be the shield of everything good here. So rest easy and smile that smile of light. Just as you asked of me that day, for you my love…. I will smile too.


Happy Valentine’s Day.

Forever yours,
~Your Warrior of Light



(Character name: Krypt Silvernite
World: Jenova
Desired prize: hopefully the 'Scarf of Wondrous Wit')