Literature
Final Fantasy VII: Chapter 20
The rocket was impressive simply by scale, over a hundred meters tall, and 33 feet across the diameter. But it was leaning precariously, on the launch pad, against the support scafolding that had been errected around it, rusted and worn like a huge childs forgotten toy. It was still awesome, but at the same time very sad.
Once in town, they split up as usual. Each of them headed off to check the different shops and chat people up for the news, asking if anyone had seen a tall man in a black coat.
Cloud just looked up at the rocket. He had the distinct impression that Sephiroth wasnt here, but he had said he would be here.