Where Freedom Lay

A chain link fence separates their worlds-his, of destruction and violence, and honour and dreams; hers, of solitude and pity, and hope and warmth. Explosions and gunfire are not the best soundtrack to the finding of one's hope, but sometimes, the fighting all goes away, and all that's left is sky and ocean and sand between your toes, and it's all you really need. ZackxAerith. AU