Return to Gaea
A ' Tsubasa no Kami' Escaflowne Movie Story
Prolouge
By: ~*~ MetallicPink Sakura ~*~
Disclaimer: After just owning and watching hour after hour of the movie ^^, I wanted to create... a little something. The ending was beautiful, but it probably left some people a little dissappointed and wanting it to be more dramatic and not so... cliff-hanger-ish. Most of the story will be on Hitomi's point of view, and then Van'll step in. Enjoy, everyone!
**
Time seems to stand still sometimes... I wonder if it actually does. I wish for it to at times... it never happens. I leaned back in my desk chair, sighing with tiredness and want. Wanting of leaving school already and go out on the track and just... run... I still do. Yukari, my friend, insisted that I join up with the team again. ' You need some fun and action in your tired and sleepy life.' Well, it's not sleepy anymore, as I can remember. I glance outside the classroom window, gazing at the endless blue sky, clouds of pearly white stretching across the distance. I love the sky colour. It reminds me to be happy and alert. The trees of spring are a pretty, lush green and positively gleaming with new life. Here and there I see squirrles run from trunk to trunk. I feel like I'm going to doze away to dreamland again...
" OW!"
I could hear Yukari giggling softly behind me. I turned my head around, frowning. She smiled brightly and held up her hand, holding a pencil and having her left hand on her mouth. I can't get mad at her, really. She's really beautiful with shoulder-length, oak brown hair in layers and large, hazel eyes with a body frame like that of a model. I envy her... She's the manager of the track team and likes to study world history from America and collects CD's from all around the world of famous singers and pop stars and j-pop stars from here in Japan. Me? I enjoy running- of course-, reading some, tarot reading, and sleeping. Ah, how I love to sleep... I've taken up art class in school but I rather much study Literature from Japan and America, to learn how to write better and strengthen my vocabulary. Our teachers say we need to ' broaden our horizons and explore the world.' Maybe that's what I'll do when I'm older...
Clearing away my thoughts, I go back to my math assignment and finish it with flourish. Math is okay, sometimes. I studied my hands all of a sudden... placing my pencil down, I relaxed them on my desk top, the tips curled slightly inward. They've done so much... I mean, I'm not a artist and I don't construct them in anything rough except clutching them when I run at meets and competitions. But... my hands have summoned something and have held another pair of hands and also touched the skin of another... closing my eyelids in a hazy thought, I try to remember my time with him.
I can still see his figure; well-built and sturdy as a rock. His ebony, black hair flying wild in the wind; cold, hard red-amber eyes that burned with an intense fire and stealth... I loved those eyes... His hands were always gentle with me, but cruel and unforgiving to those who opposed him. He was brilliant and graceful with his sword and power.
What I loved the most about him-
was his wings.
A pair of snow-white angel wings of soft, plump feathers that were long and large. I smiled at my thoughts, clasping my hands underneath my chin and leaned on my elbows, wishing once more I could see him once more. I was fifteen last time I saw him and now, three years later, my yearning grew larger and longing would rise in my chest and interrupt my thoughts, day by day...
Suddenly, I hear nothing around me... stillness... I opened my eyes in a flash and a for a brief minute, I thought I was in trouble with the teacher by not paying attention, but...
Time had stopped.
Everything was frozen. I was the only thing alive and moving. I stood from my desk, feeling the sensation of when I first saw the man out of the tack field three years ago. Scared, curious, and shocked... Echoing around me and my non-moving classmates, was a song I had heard those three year in my past that has stayed with me since I left to go back home in the orange-red glow of the sunset I had watched with him...
' Win dain a lotica
En val tu ri
Si lo ta
Fin dein a loluca
En dragu a sei lain
Vi fa-ru les shutai am
En riga-lint...'
Then, I started to walk out of my classroom towards the haunting melody that crept into my dreams every night and left me waking up in a cold sweat. The voice floated down the hallways and the outside corridors. I started to run fast, causing a flock of birds to spray into the air, some feathers falling from their wings and tails. Apparnetly, it was only the animals who still moved and not the humans. Animals tend to leave these matters to themselves... Pounding in my head, I could hear my blood pumping warmly and fluidly. The wind blew past me, allowing my bangs to fly out from my eyes as I neared the track where I first heard my wish being answered. To fade away and let let no one care...
' Win chent a lotica
En val tu ri
Si lo ta
Fin dein a loluca
Si katigura neuver
Floreria for chesti
Si entina...
Lalala…
Fontina Blu Cent
De cravi esca letisimo
Lalala…
De quantian
La finde reve
Win dain a lotica
En vai tu ri
Si lo ta
Fin dein a loluca
En dragu a sei lain
Vi fa-ru les shutai am
En riga-lint...'
The sun in the afternoon sky seemed to turn a smoky-gold, then turned to silver-gray like the moon. The sky went from light to dark, midnight-blue and stars began to pop out, along with a misty fog that mysteriously rolled in. I stopped in the middle of the track field, looking around me while gathering my breath. Swallowing, I felt a presence draw near. It was... muddled and scratchy, like an old tape that's been played too many times. I shrank back some as I saw someone walk towards me. As the figure approached, I began to realize who the person was. She had very pale skin and large, blue-gray eyes and long, white flowing hair, with elf ears and many robes and wraps on her body. Her lips were a royal purple and on her forehead bore two, light pink dots, a significance of her clan. I knew exactly who this woman was. I had seen her in the floating castle that belonged to the man that brought me to the mysterious world. Folken... Lord Folken.
Her eyes met mine and her light, soft voice rang out. " I have been looking for you, Winged- Goddess..." I began to tremble slightly by her calling me my title, but I answered back. " Why?" The woman smiled some. " You are wanted back on Gaea." That word...! That name! I shook my head faintly, as if waking up from a dream. " Who wants me back? Is it-?" The elf-woman blinked slowly and continued to smile. " Possibly." This was happening too fast... He wanted me back... really? I clenched my fists and stood up straighter, eyes on hers. " This better had not be a trick." The woman appeared to be takened back. " What do you mean?" I answered back strongly, " I do not want to be part of anything that revolves around killing others if he doesn't want me back and you take me back to your own accord." " Winged- Goddess, I would never do such a thing. Gaea needs you once more to defend our country...," she replied softly, blue eyes boring straight into my body. Silence stretched out between us until she closed her eyes and began to say something lowly.
The woman then lifted her pale hands and a ball of glowing pale pink light engulfed from them. " This is yours, remember?" The orb floated in the air and stopped in front of me, the magical winds pushing back my hair gently. The light shrunk and turned into the stone necklace that summoned the armor... the Escaflowne... Staring at it, I tried to sort this all out. If I go, would he be pleased to see me...? Will everything be all right after I do summon the armor? Van...
Again the music and song filled the air as I accepted the necklace, clutching close to my chest like an old, treasure and closed my eyes in acceptance, wanting and wishing to return to that mystical world that captured my imagination, soul and heart as well. As this occured, I felt something prod against my skin from the inside of my back. Gritting my teeth, I felt a whirl of power and heavy pushing as a pair of wings erupted out, scattering white feathers. A beam of light came down from the sky, blue and welcoming, unlike the first time I went to Gaea. I felt myself being lifted from the ground slowly, my feet dangling. My wings stretched higher towards the beckoned beam of light, the tips trembling with power and new strength. They flapped once, twice, until they allowed me to take control. I lifted my head up and thrust upward to the heavens, leaving behind my world-
and a single feather that floated down to the woman...
**
Sora watched the feather sway carelessly until she caught it in her outstretched hand. She studied it, looking at the fine lines and spine of it.
" A beauty of forbidden nature lives..."
Someone came up from behind her, hidden by a dark cloak, revealing only a ruby-red eye, tips of silver bangs shrouding it. He covered the feather with a hand and crushed the feather tightly, making Sora flinch in the inside so he wouldn't see.
" ...and dies just the same way we all do."
Maniac-like laughter rang around the track as Sora closed her eyes in sorrow and regret. Howling winds picked up and tossed her hair and robes about as another beam came down from the sky, but dark red and uninviting. The laughter continued as the two were lifted from the sky to Gaea, where the old battle would soon pick up from three years ago. Sora's memories of that had not changed and she would continue to stand by her lord's side until the end, but for now- her soul belonged to someone else.
" Make sure that she doesn't ask too many questions... I want the Winged- Goddess and the dragon to not know anything...," whispered the young man thickly, anger easily ditected in his voice. Sora nodded. " As you wish-
Lord Dilandau."
Oooooo- Dilandau's back- SQUEE!!! ^^ He did look good in the movie, don't you agree? Okay, in the show he was bishi-tastic as well. Review kindly, ladies and gents! @.@
Sakura ^_~
A ' Tsubasa no Kami' Escaflowne Movie Story
Prolouge
By: ~*~ MetallicPink Sakura ~*~
Disclaimer: After just owning and watching hour after hour of the movie ^^, I wanted to create... a little something. The ending was beautiful, but it probably left some people a little dissappointed and wanting it to be more dramatic and not so... cliff-hanger-ish. Most of the story will be on Hitomi's point of view, and then Van'll step in. Enjoy, everyone!
**
Time seems to stand still sometimes... I wonder if it actually does. I wish for it to at times... it never happens. I leaned back in my desk chair, sighing with tiredness and want. Wanting of leaving school already and go out on the track and just... run... I still do. Yukari, my friend, insisted that I join up with the team again. ' You need some fun and action in your tired and sleepy life.' Well, it's not sleepy anymore, as I can remember. I glance outside the classroom window, gazing at the endless blue sky, clouds of pearly white stretching across the distance. I love the sky colour. It reminds me to be happy and alert. The trees of spring are a pretty, lush green and positively gleaming with new life. Here and there I see squirrles run from trunk to trunk. I feel like I'm going to doze away to dreamland again...
" OW!"
I could hear Yukari giggling softly behind me. I turned my head around, frowning. She smiled brightly and held up her hand, holding a pencil and having her left hand on her mouth. I can't get mad at her, really. She's really beautiful with shoulder-length, oak brown hair in layers and large, hazel eyes with a body frame like that of a model. I envy her... She's the manager of the track team and likes to study world history from America and collects CD's from all around the world of famous singers and pop stars and j-pop stars from here in Japan. Me? I enjoy running- of course-, reading some, tarot reading, and sleeping. Ah, how I love to sleep... I've taken up art class in school but I rather much study Literature from Japan and America, to learn how to write better and strengthen my vocabulary. Our teachers say we need to ' broaden our horizons and explore the world.' Maybe that's what I'll do when I'm older...
Clearing away my thoughts, I go back to my math assignment and finish it with flourish. Math is okay, sometimes. I studied my hands all of a sudden... placing my pencil down, I relaxed them on my desk top, the tips curled slightly inward. They've done so much... I mean, I'm not a artist and I don't construct them in anything rough except clutching them when I run at meets and competitions. But... my hands have summoned something and have held another pair of hands and also touched the skin of another... closing my eyelids in a hazy thought, I try to remember my time with him.
I can still see his figure; well-built and sturdy as a rock. His ebony, black hair flying wild in the wind; cold, hard red-amber eyes that burned with an intense fire and stealth... I loved those eyes... His hands were always gentle with me, but cruel and unforgiving to those who opposed him. He was brilliant and graceful with his sword and power.
What I loved the most about him-
was his wings.
A pair of snow-white angel wings of soft, plump feathers that were long and large. I smiled at my thoughts, clasping my hands underneath my chin and leaned on my elbows, wishing once more I could see him once more. I was fifteen last time I saw him and now, three years later, my yearning grew larger and longing would rise in my chest and interrupt my thoughts, day by day...
Suddenly, I hear nothing around me... stillness... I opened my eyes in a flash and a for a brief minute, I thought I was in trouble with the teacher by not paying attention, but...
Time had stopped.
Everything was frozen. I was the only thing alive and moving. I stood from my desk, feeling the sensation of when I first saw the man out of the tack field three years ago. Scared, curious, and shocked... Echoing around me and my non-moving classmates, was a song I had heard those three year in my past that has stayed with me since I left to go back home in the orange-red glow of the sunset I had watched with him...
' Win dain a lotica
En val tu ri
Si lo ta
Fin dein a loluca
En dragu a sei lain
Vi fa-ru les shutai am
En riga-lint...'
Then, I started to walk out of my classroom towards the haunting melody that crept into my dreams every night and left me waking up in a cold sweat. The voice floated down the hallways and the outside corridors. I started to run fast, causing a flock of birds to spray into the air, some feathers falling from their wings and tails. Apparnetly, it was only the animals who still moved and not the humans. Animals tend to leave these matters to themselves... Pounding in my head, I could hear my blood pumping warmly and fluidly. The wind blew past me, allowing my bangs to fly out from my eyes as I neared the track where I first heard my wish being answered. To fade away and let let no one care...
' Win chent a lotica
En val tu ri
Si lo ta
Fin dein a loluca
Si katigura neuver
Floreria for chesti
Si entina...
Lalala…
Fontina Blu Cent
De cravi esca letisimo
Lalala…
De quantian
La finde reve
Win dain a lotica
En vai tu ri
Si lo ta
Fin dein a loluca
En dragu a sei lain
Vi fa-ru les shutai am
En riga-lint...'
The sun in the afternoon sky seemed to turn a smoky-gold, then turned to silver-gray like the moon. The sky went from light to dark, midnight-blue and stars began to pop out, along with a misty fog that mysteriously rolled in. I stopped in the middle of the track field, looking around me while gathering my breath. Swallowing, I felt a presence draw near. It was... muddled and scratchy, like an old tape that's been played too many times. I shrank back some as I saw someone walk towards me. As the figure approached, I began to realize who the person was. She had very pale skin and large, blue-gray eyes and long, white flowing hair, with elf ears and many robes and wraps on her body. Her lips were a royal purple and on her forehead bore two, light pink dots, a significance of her clan. I knew exactly who this woman was. I had seen her in the floating castle that belonged to the man that brought me to the mysterious world. Folken... Lord Folken.
Her eyes met mine and her light, soft voice rang out. " I have been looking for you, Winged- Goddess..." I began to tremble slightly by her calling me my title, but I answered back. " Why?" The woman smiled some. " You are wanted back on Gaea." That word...! That name! I shook my head faintly, as if waking up from a dream. " Who wants me back? Is it-?" The elf-woman blinked slowly and continued to smile. " Possibly." This was happening too fast... He wanted me back... really? I clenched my fists and stood up straighter, eyes on hers. " This better had not be a trick." The woman appeared to be takened back. " What do you mean?" I answered back strongly, " I do not want to be part of anything that revolves around killing others if he doesn't want me back and you take me back to your own accord." " Winged- Goddess, I would never do such a thing. Gaea needs you once more to defend our country...," she replied softly, blue eyes boring straight into my body. Silence stretched out between us until she closed her eyes and began to say something lowly.
The woman then lifted her pale hands and a ball of glowing pale pink light engulfed from them. " This is yours, remember?" The orb floated in the air and stopped in front of me, the magical winds pushing back my hair gently. The light shrunk and turned into the stone necklace that summoned the armor... the Escaflowne... Staring at it, I tried to sort this all out. If I go, would he be pleased to see me...? Will everything be all right after I do summon the armor? Van...
Again the music and song filled the air as I accepted the necklace, clutching close to my chest like an old, treasure and closed my eyes in acceptance, wanting and wishing to return to that mystical world that captured my imagination, soul and heart as well. As this occured, I felt something prod against my skin from the inside of my back. Gritting my teeth, I felt a whirl of power and heavy pushing as a pair of wings erupted out, scattering white feathers. A beam of light came down from the sky, blue and welcoming, unlike the first time I went to Gaea. I felt myself being lifted from the ground slowly, my feet dangling. My wings stretched higher towards the beckoned beam of light, the tips trembling with power and new strength. They flapped once, twice, until they allowed me to take control. I lifted my head up and thrust upward to the heavens, leaving behind my world-
and a single feather that floated down to the woman...
**
Sora watched the feather sway carelessly until she caught it in her outstretched hand. She studied it, looking at the fine lines and spine of it.
" A beauty of forbidden nature lives..."
Someone came up from behind her, hidden by a dark cloak, revealing only a ruby-red eye, tips of silver bangs shrouding it. He covered the feather with a hand and crushed the feather tightly, making Sora flinch in the inside so he wouldn't see.
" ...and dies just the same way we all do."
Maniac-like laughter rang around the track as Sora closed her eyes in sorrow and regret. Howling winds picked up and tossed her hair and robes about as another beam came down from the sky, but dark red and uninviting. The laughter continued as the two were lifted from the sky to Gaea, where the old battle would soon pick up from three years ago. Sora's memories of that had not changed and she would continue to stand by her lord's side until the end, but for now- her soul belonged to someone else.
" Make sure that she doesn't ask too many questions... I want the Winged- Goddess and the dragon to not know anything...," whispered the young man thickly, anger easily ditected in his voice. Sora nodded. " As you wish-
Lord Dilandau."
Oooooo- Dilandau's back- SQUEE!!! ^^ He did look good in the movie, don't you agree? Okay, in the show he was bishi-tastic as well. Review kindly, ladies and gents! @.@
Sakura ^_~