[The land will feel like it stretches on forever. Like the fields and trees he's found himself in the center of have grown in size, if only to keep him away from finding what's on the other side of them. No matter how fast he runs, or how far he walks, for a long time it will be as if he hasn't moved at all, like there is another powerful force that's dragging him away from the town to stop him from reaching it. Even the peaks of the mountains that cast their shadows over him are hardly visible when the trees seemingly grow taller and taller, until all that's left are the canopies above, and a suffocating wave of heat, like an invisible fire is creeping its way through.
Tifa, meanwhile, can't recall how or when she had reached the top of Mount Nibel, as if she'd been dragged up there by another force, similar to what Eustace had felt. There are holes in her memory—gaps where things should be. Where that soldier should be, or that monster, or how Tifa had defiantly stomped off after being denied entry into the reactor... Almost like there's a week that's gone missing... or it's all happened so fast that she can hardly recall that it did.
And what about Eustace's birthday?
She tries not to think too hard on it, and there isn't much time to, because...
...
One second, Eustace will be running through the forest, chasing after the small wolf, and the next, he'll find himself stepping back into Nibelheim, with flames roaring over it, across every building, every sign, and every flower, the town already consumed and destroyed from it.]
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Tifa, meanwhile, can't recall how or when she had reached the top of Mount Nibel, as if she'd been dragged up there by another force, similar to what Eustace had felt. There are holes in her memory—gaps where things should be. Where that soldier should be, or that monster, or how Tifa had defiantly stomped off after being denied entry into the reactor... Almost like there's a week that's gone missing... or it's all happened so fast that she can hardly recall that it did.
And what about Eustace's birthday?
She tries not to think too hard on it, and there isn't much time to, because...
...
One second, Eustace will be running through the forest, chasing after the small wolf, and the next, he'll find himself stepping back into Nibelheim, with flames roaring over it, across every building, every sign, and every flower, the town already consumed and destroyed from it.]