Eyes That Can See The SunMore Like This
"Here you are, Vivi. What are you doing?"
Vivi turned to look at Dagger. He was sitting on the large parapet of stone that enclosed the upper terrace of Conde Petit, his short legs swaying in the void. The young princess leaned her elbows on the parapet and looked out at the desert landscape that surrounded the city, the dry, warm breeze blowing her dark bangs.
"I-I’m looking at the sun,” Vivi answered, averting his eyes from the girl and fixing them on the star that dominated the terse, deep blue sky. It was the most perfect circle that could be found in nature. It was also the purest white that Vivi had ever seen. Humans didn’t seem to be able to replicate such a pure, yet incandescent colour.
Dagger looked up as well, squirting her eyes - but after a second she brought a hand to her forehead to shadow her eyes. “I don’t see anything.”
Vivi blinked and looked at her. How could she not see the sun? You really couldn’t miss it.
Broken - GarnetMore Like This
A hand touched his shoulder, startling Vivi. His head turned so fast that he almost lost his hat.
He found himself looking at Garnet’s smile, who was leaning beside him on the balcony of the castle.
"-hear me?" Vivi fiddled with the brim of his hat. "Sorry."
"I’ve been calling you for-" With terrible timing, his hearing drifted off again. Her lips moved, but no sound came to Vivi’s ears.
I like it here, Vivi said, hoping to change the subject. He looked back at the magnificent view of Alexandria before them, but even that sight didn’t lighten him. He knew he pronounced the words alright, but he couldn’t hear his own voice. Worse, he knew he couldn’t let her understand his hearing was deteriorating like this. So he talked.
Sometimes I need to be alone, and the peace here helps me think. The view is wonderful. If only there weren’t so many stairs to climb! Thank you for allowing me to come here. Vivi knew he was rambling, if the puz
The Birds And The BeesMore Like This
Treno was a beautiful city - Vivi liked its perpetual night-time. He was aware of its dangers, though: Dagger had already been robbed once, so the little Black Mage stuck to Zidane to avoid ugly encounters.
The two were just finished with their shopping to the smith and were heading to the inn, when Vivi noticed two cats fighting in a close alley: a big black one was weighting on the back of a smaller grey cat, holding it to the ground by biting the smaller one’s scruff, as the latter was meowing angrily.
He pinched the thick fabric of Zidane’s trousers and pulled urgently to catch his attention. Zidane stopped and looked down at Vivi. “What’s wrong, Vivi?,” he asked.
"Those cats are f-fighting! Shouldn’t we divide them b-before they get hurt?" Zidane followed Vivi’s gaze and spotted the cats. But instead of worrying like Vivi, Zidane’s lips curled into a light grin, and he let out a chuckle.
"They are not fighting, Vivi. I guess we