Nausicaä awoke suddenly, sitting bolt upright in bed. She hadn't awoken because of a nightmare. No, on the contrary, the dream had made her feel deep happiness. She strained her memory to try to recreate the dream in her mind.

She had been standing somewhere high up, although whether it was in the Dorok lands, the Sea of Corruption, the Valley of the Wind, or somewhere else, she was unsure. The land had seemed to warp around her, creating a tunnel of blurring and mixing colors. Above, was a bird. It was difficult to make out because of the sun at its back. As the bird approached, it changed into the shape of a man. She had known him. She was sure, because she called out his name. As hard as she tried, she couldn't remember his face or name.

She lay back down, Who is he?

She closed her eyes and went back to a dreamless sleep.

Nights like these were no longer uncommon. No, I would say that a night unlike this was an uncommon thing to her.

She spent an entire week having the same dream, and not being able to remember who she had seen, and why she was so happy, and it was beginning to show.

Mito noticed that she had been gloomy for some time. The veins below her eyes were highlighted, as if she had been lacking rest. He decided to ask her, but the thought soon slipped from his head.

Another week passed, and Nausicaa was still looking weary, as her dreams repeated. Mito sat down next to her one day, "Princess, is something the matter? You look troubled and fatigued."

She heaved a heavy sigh. Mito had never seen her so down since he had asked her about Teto's whereabouts. Her jaw in her hand, she sighed again and then spoke, "Have you ever had a dream that wouldn't go away?"

He stared at her quizzically, "What do you mean?"

"I've been having the same dream every night for two weeks. It can't be normal."

Mito was silent for a moment, "No, nothing of the sort has happened to me. Perhaps we could return to the Valley and ask Obaba. A dream of this kind must be a sign."

She shook her head, jaw still in hand, "No, I'll wait a while longer."

Mito was unsure as to why she was so insistent on not returning to the Valley. If it had been up to him, they would have gone as soon as the Crypt had been destroyed.

However, he had disagreed with Nausicaä's ways in the past, and she had always been right in the end. There must be a reason.

All of a sudden, Nausicaä stiffened, Mito looked at her, "What?"

"I need to be outside, high up for my dream to come true. In my dream, I'm at a high altitude, and the wind is blowing… the wind…" She fell silent, and closed her eyes.

Mito soon realized that she had gone to sleep. He got up silently and went to sneak something to eat from the kitchen.

Within five minutes, Nausicaä awoke, I need to be outside, where the wind is blowing. A ship? Or… She stood up rapidly, Mehve!

She dashed up a flight of stairs right as Mito returned, finishing a small loaf of bread.

She made her way to a balcony specifically for her Mehve, and got onto the lightweight glider. She was about to fire up its booster when a shadow fell over her. She stared into the sun and saw before her… a bird.

It suddenly swerved to the right and crashed, but its passenger continued in its descent. It was emitting a noise, and Nausicaä soon realized what it was. It was a masculine voice shouting her name.