We’ve all experienced pain. We all have our regrets. What we’ve done—what’s been done to us—that’s set in stone. The past is forever. But the future—even if it has been written—can be changed.
(Cloud) Amid the mayhem I meet a lone woman selling flowers. There’s something striking about her eyes. She’s around my age, maybe a year or two older, but the glitter of innocence in her eyes makes her seem unexpectedly young.
He may look like a wild beast, but his heart’s more human than most people’s. He cares deeply about the planet. That much is easy to sense. But I get the impression he’s pushing himself too hard—like he’s trying to act mature beyond his years.
(Cloud) ...Shut up. The cycle of nature and your stupid plan don't mean a thing. Aeris is gone. Aeris will no longer talk, no longer laugh, cry...... or get angry......