Troppeeee...
hmm...
This is a well. You might think that there is something to it... But in fact it is just an ordinary well.
You spoony bard!
"People die, Yuna dances." <- lol letta fuori dal contesto fa ridere
"Now! This is it! Now is the time to choose! Die and be free of pain or live and fight your sorrow! Now is the time to shape your stories! Your fate is in your hands!"
People are capable of kindness beyond angels, yet we also commit sins that would put a demon to shame...
...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... What about us... what are WE supposed to do? What about my pain? My fingers are tingling. My mouth is dry. My eyes are burning!
Don't be silly, princess. Remember my role in this story? I'm the leading man. You know what they say about the leading man? He never dies.
Hark, Ivalice hails her new Dynast-King, Vayne Solidor! He shall defy the will of the Gods, and see the reigns of history in the hands of man. His time is nigh! The new Ivalice holds no place for the name Dalmasca. The stain of Raithwall's blood shall be washed clean from history's weave!
Ok la smetto.