. just not the past that I had expected. Instead of finding myself in the era of King Arthur, I awakened in the year prior to my own birth, 2631 A.D. ...I was still in Antarctica, but I had another name, though at the time I awakened I was not aware of it. I was in a different house, with different clothes... well, suffice to say that everything that I had known before was gone, except for my journal. It was only logical that it would make the trip backward with me, as I would need to give it to. They were almost to safety and then... ambushed!A pair of double doors opened and in walked the architect of his downfall. Cloud had never spoken to her before, but he would know that signature red dress and haughty expression anywhere. It was Scarlet, the Director of Shinra’s Advanced Weapons division. The front of her dress presented her massive, milky-white weapons prominently. Most of her shoulder length hair was done up in a stylish bun. The rest slipped over the left side of her head in a. We can pretend that the loneliness we share, this warped gravity that draws us towards one another, somehow lessens the severity of what we're doing. That, maybe, we're like objects on space that have spent years on a course that can only result in our collision. How much of that is true, that we're an inevitability, I don't really know. What I do know is that we have craved one another for a long time now. Only a few weeks have passed since we were together last. Every day and night since has. I had tried to use the many small, mundane tasks to help me learn control of my incredible strength. I had used hunting and traversing the woods to try and hone the other unique abilities that had been surfacing. While I wished I had more time, I would have to trust that I had learned enough for now, so as not to hurt the ones I loved. I hoped that Violet would not be too angry at me for being away, but knowing her, I would be getting an ear full.As I pulled myself out of my thoughts, I.