FINAL FANTASY XIII: Reminiscence Tracer Of The Memories

C4: Serah Farron

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CHAPTER 4: SERAH FARRON
The droplets of dripping water dropped from Takamine's rocky skin that will receive a decade of snow will eventually become a clear stream that moistens the alpine flowers. The rapids that have jumped over some waterfalls and run down the canyon are caught by the deep forest cribs, loosing the flow, and knowing the tranquility in the dark flood where the shadows of the trees fall. When the river that crossed the forest crossed the wilderness and dodge the hill and reach the country, the flow is quiet all around. The figure of the great river that brings the grace of the earth to people is there.

　This town on the bank of the river flourished due to trading since ancient times. There are universities with a history of centuries, famous for libraries that hold collections of tens of thousands of credits. Originally founded as a library, he later became a university. According to tradition, a nobleman was caught collecting historical materials, and randomly purchased from old documents, old maps, manuscripts to letters. Lots of valuable literature are gathered together with enormous goods, and scholars seeking that knowledge have come to visit. They refined their academics and theories by fighting active discussions, and the young people who heard the rumor gathered at the beggar of teaching and eventually developed into university.

　But the example aristocrat said bankrupt and died.

　It seemed to me that the great Taiga was the reason why he soaked out in the collection as he destroyed himself. The flow of the river is like time. It seems that it has not changed since long ago, the flowing water is always new, and it will never return if it flows. Even though I think it lonesome, I can not stop the flow of the river. And as time again like the river, we forget the old ones mercilessly. Time keeps people forgetting the past and years spend taking even people's lives. I wonder if that aristocrat learned the cruelty of time on the banks of the great river, and wanted to leave anything that would disappear in the course of time even in this world, raised the blood flow to collect.

　If so, I, too - I am sticking to the memory of 'the world' lost in the time ahead of time, and I continue to interview to keep records, maybe his kind.

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I met Serah Farron at a cafe near the library. I was informed in advance about my identity and the purpose of the interview, but before I got an interview, I had a desire to tell.

"I've interviewed a lot of people and covered about the memory of" that world ", most people do not remember anything, even if I remember it is fragmented, even my own, I remembered, but ... like a dreamy dream, I did not have a sense of reality. "

　Just as I heard it, Serah seemed to realize what I meant.

"But now it's different .... Hearing from Mr. Sazh and I met the people of Nora"

　I told her all the circumstances.

"Yes, the memory gradually revived, I remembered what kind of person I was, I was a citizen of Cocoon, a brisk reporter, the truth hidden behind the politicians - the truth of purge policy is violent In this way, I was supposed to be chased by the military, but I was saved by NORA, which is not a dream or a delusion but a "reality" that I actually experienced in the past.I surely live in that world It was. "

　I wanted to convey this word.

"Serah, you have saved the world, it was the world I lived in. Thank you for defending us and fighting for us"

　When I saw Hope and they were told that they saved the world, I felt like a different person in a far away world. But I noticed that my memory was back. It was not a different world anywhere they fought to defend, but the world where myself lived. I realized that I was saved. I had to tell my gratitude.