Don't... [ his tongue is heavy, the words almost impossible to form without hearing them first. ] lie.
[ he can't save him.
in a world without fate, one that he's free to shape, cloud strife is still unable to make a difference. the pain in zack's eyes is familiar by now, though it's the first time in years he's seen it without the wispy glow of mako and dirty glass between them. its brought into sharp focus, contorting his handsome features, and all the worse because he's never been this pale or this close to the brink before.
his hand covers one of zack's. eyes lifting to the skies, desperate and pleading.
no subject
[ he can't save him.
in a world without fate, one that he's free to shape, cloud strife is still unable to make a difference. the pain in zack's eyes is familiar by now, though it's the first time in years he's seen it without the wispy glow of mako and dirty glass between them. its brought into sharp focus, contorting his handsome features, and all the worse because he's never been this pale or this close to the brink before.
his hand covers one of zack's. eyes lifting to the skies, desperate and pleading.
shouting for help won't do them any good. ]