A Frost-kissed Fairy [ Zidane ]

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LAYERS OF HARMONY

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Alone for a while, I've been searching through the dark, For traces of the love you left inside my lonely heart
To weave by picking up the pieces that remain, Melodies of life, love's lost refrain

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Garnet’s attention remained fixated on the dense spattering of trees and brush in the distance, her grip on her racket redoubling once again as that skin-crawling screech resonated across the miniature plateau. No doubt, Zidane, her beloved would have noticed the way that the corner of her lips had curved upwards ever-so, her head purposefully craning in her beloved’s direction, that mischievous smirk quickly filling out the remainder of her face – a silent “I told you so.”. If she’d kept her gaze straight ahead, no doubt, Garnet would have seen the chitlin-plated extremity daringly inch its’ way out from within the brush, a visible crack closer to the carapace steadily oozed a phlegm green ichor. By the time it had made its’ presence apparently, a few of its’ comrades, numbering in four total, had begun their steady descent from the trees, streams of silk supporting their gravity-defying approach. A shiver ran down the length of the Alexandria Queen’s spine, she’d never confined in anyone, but she detested spiders, especially those whom had been influenced by the Mist prior to its’ dismissal – the result was their colossal size.
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No doubt, Garnet would have been more at ease if Steiner and Vivi were present, early on in their adventures, the four of them had dispatched with these critters with practiced ease. Her thoughts escaped her for a moment, memories of their near-death encounter within the Ice Cavern resurfacing, followed shortly by their stay in Dali Village. Once upon a time, the Dali Village had been in the process of manufacturing Black Mage, in their attempts to make some extra Gil, some of the villagers had gone so far as to kidnap Vivi. Her cheeks flustered vibrantly as she’d recalled sneaking into one of the shipping barrels to avoid capture, only to be inadvertently groped by her husband, whom had remarked about the tenderness of her nether regions. In a way, karma had reared its’ head for Zidane’s inadvertently perversion, Steiner had stabbed the side of the barrel, nearly skewering the both of them as he’d investigated the source of the noise. [break][break]

Needless to say, what transpired from there had been far-less light-hearted as they encountered the second of the three Black Waltz. Garnet shook her head, banishing the resurfacing memories as she’d returned her attention to the present, noting how the spiders had only just managed to progress beyond the threshold of the forest, the four of them chittering in a menacing manner. Though, they seemed enraged, it was apparent that they had no desire to leave the refuge provided by the woods. Her grip upon her weapon slackened after a few more tense seconds, carefully slinging it around onto her back and holstering it in a singular strap bandolier that ran directly beneath the satchel she’d elected to fill with supplies from Treno. Garnet briefly returned her attention to the chittering arachnids, whom waved their engorged limbs menacingly before they began to retreat back into the woods.
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In the absence the ever-present threat, Garnet’s attention shifted from the distant woods to Zidane. Without a singular word, Garnet reached out, her leather-clad hands gently cradling the side of her beloved’s face, gently tracing some of his more defined features until her finger tips rested beneath his chin. She took a step closer to him, her smile intensifying as she wrapped her arms around him, burying her head into his chest for a split second – momentarily abandoning her fears, her concerns and her self-doubt. In the meantime, Garnet readjusted the invisible ramparts, steeling her resolve and suffocating the urge to let even a single tear trickle down the side of her face; she had to remain strong as the journey had only just begun. A few seconds passed without any outbursts minus the periodic jerking of her shoulders, Garnet inhaled sharply bathing herself in Zidane’s scent as she reluctantly pulled herself back. [break][break]

“Thank you, Zidane… I know I can” [break][break]


Garnet said softly, her voice threatening to break as she’d forced herself to speak. Perhaps, just maybe, Zidane didn’t realize how much she’d grown to rely on his presence – whether or not he was physically there. Hell, half of the time he’d been away, he’d still managed to act as her anchor, silently reassuring her from afar. Be it memories of his laughter, his shit-eatting grin, or even the resolute expression in his eyes as he’d prepared to say goodbye, to go off on yet another grand adventure of his own – no longer would he have to depart on his own.