Only on the train, she feels like she can breathe again. An intense perfume of iris fills her nostrils, and somehow, even as alone as she has ever been, even as lonely as she has ever been, she feels at home, because it's her mother's perfume, and maybe it is a sign, and she needs to be strong and independent and confident and smart, now. She will spread her wings, and fly.
Rated: T - English - Friendship - Chapters: 11 - Words: 39,386 - Reviews: 3 - Favs: 1 - Follows: 3 - Updated: 5/3 - Published: 3/3/2024 - Rinoa H., Squall L., Watts, Zone - Complete