Final Fantasy VIII
The GF With The Machine Gun
By Sephiroth
Disclaimer: Final Fantasy VIII and all characters
therein are owned by SquareSoft. All rights are
theirs and not mine. I am not getting any money
for this endeavor, though my husband is keeping
my supply of mechanically separated chicken
well-stocked.

No Moombas were harmed in the making of this
fic.
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-Chapter Three (part 4)-

The cemetary gates opened as the funeral procession
made its way up the Hill of Heroes. Atop this hill were
placed those who had fallen in the battles against Adel.
And it was in this place that First President Laguna Loire
was to be buried.

With  heavy hearts the pallbearers retrieved their burden
from the hearse. The remained silent as they bore Laguna's
coffin to the freshly dug grave.

The Moomba walked with Selphie, Edea and Quistis to the
burial site. His slouched posture and downcast eyes attested
to his grief.  They tried to alleviate the pain, but there was no 
way to mend the Moomba's broken heart.

Ellone's black dress wafted about her legs as she  looked 
down upon the mahogany coffin. The black wide brimmed 
hat she wore shielded her tearfilled eyes from the sunlight 
as it  shone down upon the ceremony.

The group stood in silence around the coffin to say a
final goodbye, weeping as the coffin was lowered into 
the grave.

"Rest in peace, father." Ellone whispered. "And forgive your
son for not being here to see you off on your final journey."

Ellone tossed the first handful of dirt onto the coffin, then 
stepped quietly away

"Sir Laguna," Selphie said, sadly, "I count myself lucky for
the year I have known you. I regret that it could not be 
longer, but..." too choked up to add anything more she tossed
the second handful of dirt onto the coffin and joined Ellone who
was sobbing against a nearby sycamore tree.

The Moomba was the next to approach, "Love." was all the 
furry creature could say. But its meaning was clear enough.

Zell, Edea, Seifer, and Quistis each simply tossed a handful 
of dirt onto the coffin. They each felt something about the 
man's death, but none of them could find the right words to 
express it.

Kiros also simply tossed dirt on the coffin, having said his part
at the public ceremony. 

As the somber group departed from the burial plot, the cemetary
attendant picked up his shovel and filled in the grave.

*****

The Moomba waved goodbye to the people of Esthar. He
was on his way home now, to deliver the worst news his
people had ever heard.


(tbc...)



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