This is no way to start a journey }{ @ofdecease
Tidus was cold and completely done with the day. Nothing made sense, and everything was far too confusing. This day was suppose to be just another day like any other day. Except this one also was the day everyone was suppose to celebrate his father’s life on the day Jecht went missing. Everything seemed fine in spite of that. And then his world had gone to hell in mere moments.
Now cold and utterly alone Tidus had at least managed to find some wood that was dry and a flint and steel. It felt like it took forever to get a spark going and then a fire, but he was still overjoyed all the same.
“This sucks,” he whined to no one. Was he going to starve at this rate? If he had to guess where he was, it seemed like some sort of weird temple. Laying on the floor Tidus would stare up at the ceiling. There were weird things floating..no flying..? Strange colorful lights just lazily moving about. Seemingly they were minding their own business. Tidus couldn’t recall them, or what they were. It looked pretty at least.
“I wonder where Auron is..” he wondered quietly. There was a sad tone in Tidus’ voice that he didn’t have to hide since no one else was around, or so he thought.