[She leans into his kisses, the words making her heart flutter and burn for him. One day, soon, he will be her husband. She had repeated those words time and time again, out loud and in her head, the night before, and even with this clarity, it still feels so surreal that she's still having a hard time really believing it. It will be another little while before it actually sinks in...
Perhaps it never will... Not until they watch that sunrise together.]
Me too. We gotta make sure we see it.
[Though, will they leave the place wherever they are the night following the wedding?
Tifa's arm briefly peeks out from beneath the blanket, reaching for the container of strawberries and pops it open. She offers one back to him, lifting it to his lips.
And as she looks off to the horizon, she can see the tops of the trees stretching far off to the peaks of mountains and hills, and it sets off a spark of nostalgia within her, and she wraps herself a little tighter in Eustace's arms. The way the stars stretch over the skies, the nebulous colours being slowly chased away by the beginnings of the sunrise remind her of another place...]
This almost looks a little like Nibelheim, where I grew up.
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Perhaps it never will... Not until they watch that sunrise together.]
Me too. We gotta make sure we see it.
[Though, will they leave the place wherever they are the night following the wedding?
Tifa's arm briefly peeks out from beneath the blanket, reaching for the container of strawberries and pops it open. She offers one back to him, lifting it to his lips.
And as she looks off to the horizon, she can see the tops of the trees stretching far off to the peaks of mountains and hills, and it sets off a spark of nostalgia within her, and she wraps herself a little tighter in Eustace's arms. The way the stars stretch over the skies, the nebulous colours being slowly chased away by the beginnings of the sunrise remind her of another place...]
This almost looks a little like Nibelheim, where I grew up.