The World Is Poorer-- SPOILERSToo late.The World Is Poorer-- SPOILERS by ~MasamunesSong
I had hoped—prayed, even—that the twinling was wrong, that it was some other troll the red demon killed. Often Wink’s kind were presumed dead too soon, the stony skin and shallow breath hiding signs of life.
But I could see from a glance that he was beyond any healing arts that I possessed or knew of. It would have been kinder to leave him where he lay, kinder still to drive my spear through his heart and end the pain, but I could not.
I knelt beside him. Part of his face had survived, the coarse hair burned to stubble, and he reached for me with the bloody stump of his good hand. I took it, letting the sticky bloo
Nibelheim Burning Nibelheim BurningNibelheim Burning by ~MasamunesSong
They faced each other.
Black and red.
Blade and gun.
SOLDIER and Turk.
Sephiroth held Masamune in a two-handed grip at his shoulder, point-forward. Vincent kept Cerberus trained on a point between silver-white forelocks.
The sky was a black cloak above them, and they stood in a ring of fire-- which had once been a town square.
Now it was littered with corpses: men, women, children. A few still groaned where they lay-- Sephiroth having chosen a slower, more painful end for them. Smoke boiled up from the buildings, rank with the smell of burning flesh.
I have awoken in the seventh circle of hell, the ra
Gloomy 
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