Celeste walks onto the grounds of the guild. The building is covered in dust, the metal rusted, the windows almost blacked out from dust and cobwebs. She walks slowly to the doors and knocks. The door creaks open slowly, the hinges no longer oiled. She squeezes through the hole and begins her slow trek across the threshold and into the mighty hall. "H-hello?? Her voice resounding off the walls sounding too loud to her ears. "Is there anyone left?" Her voice dropping off to a whisper her heart racing as she wonders what is left in this place.
The Ivalice Alliance
A Final Fantasy Fan Guild
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