Dreams of Home

Cloud was back in Nibelheim. It was five years ago, the darkest time in his life, but with his mom, Claudia. She was talking, always talking.

"I've never been so proud. The man you've become, you probably have a new floozy every night," she was saying, talking mostly to herself.

"Not really," the virgin replied.

"You need a good girl, older, more mature, tell you when you're a silly goose, bossy, the perfect type for you..."

Maybe she was right, Cloud thought as he awoke before dawn. But for now it was time to get back to Sector 7.