We have a FF:TSW section in Movies now.

And I still love these fics, no matter if your pre-2002 work is horrible or not, I find them wonderfully poetic.

man, you made me tear *again*.. and this enya music in the background isn't helping either...that pain shared by many, that emptiness ani feels (heh, feels weird saying that),...I can feel it..still, lingering. Still, there's always an underlying hope in what your write; it's nothing short of amazing. The ending conversation with the "old lady of glass"...that last speech."I'm not the only one who knows…I'm not the only one, Illia Farrell. You have it, too. I just happened to pass by, like a statue made entirely from the material of truth and never swallowed by lies. And do you think it's easy? It's not easy to see good men die while they live and breathe because a death worse than death took their place…and I could only watch as they die, as they wither like clothes when I travel."...you developed her well. And as I've said countless times, the poetry here in your prose..it's so thick with emotion, possessing the elegance and beauty of nature, of the earth..it's wow. I'm always in awe of reading your work because of the emotion, the imagery...and here, the dialogue..it has such POWER...there's something different here I think from your other stuff...i don't know what...the dialogue? ah, but whatever it is, keep on holding onto this inspiration and passion that drives you to write with such grace and truth...Man, if you wrote a novel like this(as I've always said)..wow. I know you can accomplish it; you have the heart and strength for it. In your stories, you dare to wander through the most painful and at times the most happy parts of the heart with such precision, it's startling...more soon? write write write. I look forward to more!*claps wildly* Your final fantasy stories are...I wish I could say something I haven't already said to show you how much I truly love them...but thanks...for writing them._

So... Anicham is the dying girl who was the fifth spirit? It's nice to think she didn't die after all. Once again, another flowing, poetic story. Nice.

Beautiful. Your grace is amazing.