[Final Fantasy X] First Flight
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rose_in_winterCharacters: Wakka
Rating: G
Contains: Spoilers for the end of Zanarkand
Wordcount: 100
Notes: Written for the prompt "airships."
Betas: N/A
Summary: This can't be happening.
This can't be happening.
The airship rises into the air. There are machina under Bevelle and in Zanarkand, the sacred city.
"Isn't it beautiful?" Rikku's pressed up against the window, her smile as wide as her face.
"The teachings—" Even he can hear how he sounds, but he's a guardian, and Yevon is clear.
"These are my teachings," she says.
He has no way to answer that.
"Just look." Rikku points.
As the world falls away beneath them, it's so beautiful it takes his breath away. He's never thought of Spira having so many colors.
He could almost like this.
Rating: G
Contains: Spoilers for the end of Zanarkand
Wordcount: 100
Notes: Written for the prompt "airships."
Betas: N/A
Summary: This can't be happening.
This can't be happening.
The airship rises into the air. There are machina under Bevelle and in Zanarkand, the sacred city.
"Isn't it beautiful?" Rikku's pressed up against the window, her smile as wide as her face.
"The teachings—" Even he can hear how he sounds, but he's a guardian, and Yevon is clear.
"These are my teachings," she says.
He has no way to answer that.
"Just look." Rikku points.
As the world falls away beneath them, it's so beautiful it takes his breath away. He's never thought of Spira having so many colors.
He could almost like this.