Disclaimer: I do own Escaflowne, but only in my dreams. The rest of the
time it belongs to Bandai and all those other people.
For Every Dream
A woman of twenty sat quietly by her window, staring up into the dark night sky. One tiny speck of white light descended through the seemingly everlasting black of the world. The woman's eyes followed the source of light, and watched as it was revealed to be a single pure white feather. A brilliant light was emanated from the feather and as the woman's fingers grazed the silky treasure, the light died, engulfed by the darkness. Mere seconds later, the light pulsed out a radiant burst of blinding white light, banishing the dark. The live and vibrant world returned, but the woman was gone.
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Golden light shone through the window and rested on the tousled woman lying in her bed. Immediately she shot up, her eyes wide and confused, remembering her dream. Her hand flew to the hollow of her throat, where once a rare and special stone had lain. Now that stone, hung from the neck of a man that she had once known, the man who had saved her life, and whose life she had saved. The man that she loved. In return, for her pendant, he had given her a feather from his wings. His wings were one of the many things that set him apart in his world. Many considered those with wings demons, and he was ashamed of them. She could still remember every detail of when she had first seen them. She had been falling; falling to her death, and a winged man, an angel had swooped down and saved her. He had once told her that she was the only one that liked his wings, and so his gift to her had been a single pure white feather. A feather that glowed with the life force to the person it had been taken from. The last descendant from the people of Atlantis, the last Draconian.
"Van." the name of her beloved longingly left her lips, and she drew the prized feather out from beneath her pillow. It looked exactly the same as it has in her dream. "What did it mean?"
"Hitomi! Get your butt out of bed right now!!! We have to meet Amano at the mall in half an hour and you promised you wouldn't make me late!!" Her best friend, Yukari shouted at from the doorway.
"I don't see why I have to go. You two are just going to star at each other and completely forget that I'm there." Hitomi mumbled as she crawled out of her bed.
"Hitomi, you know that's not true. What's wrong with you this morning?" Yukari watched as her best friend slowly placed the feather she had been clutching on her desk.
"I know Yukari, it's just, well, and you know I'm not much of a morning person." Hitomi looked back, and then started to make her way out into the hall to the bathroom.
"Hitomi, it's more then just that and we both know it. Why were you holding that feather?" Yukari was the only on that had heard the story of Gaea and Van, but she hadn't believed a word of it. She had thought that it was just her friend's pathetic attempt to get attention or to make her life seem more exciting. Oh how wrong she was.
"It's nothing. I just had a strange dream, that's all. And I found the feather under my pillow. Nothing to be worried about Yukari. Now, your majesty, do I have permission to have my shower now?" Yukari giggled at her friend over-dramatic question.
"Of course my humble servant," and Hitomi walked into the bathroom. "Don't take too long! We have to leave in twenty minutes!" Yukari shouted through the door, and walked to her own room, wishing, not for the first time, that she knew what was going on in Hitomi Kanzaki's head.
For Every Dream
A woman of twenty sat quietly by her window, staring up into the dark night sky. One tiny speck of white light descended through the seemingly everlasting black of the world. The woman's eyes followed the source of light, and watched as it was revealed to be a single pure white feather. A brilliant light was emanated from the feather and as the woman's fingers grazed the silky treasure, the light died, engulfed by the darkness. Mere seconds later, the light pulsed out a radiant burst of blinding white light, banishing the dark. The live and vibrant world returned, but the woman was gone.
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Golden light shone through the window and rested on the tousled woman lying in her bed. Immediately she shot up, her eyes wide and confused, remembering her dream. Her hand flew to the hollow of her throat, where once a rare and special stone had lain. Now that stone, hung from the neck of a man that she had once known, the man who had saved her life, and whose life she had saved. The man that she loved. In return, for her pendant, he had given her a feather from his wings. His wings were one of the many things that set him apart in his world. Many considered those with wings demons, and he was ashamed of them. She could still remember every detail of when she had first seen them. She had been falling; falling to her death, and a winged man, an angel had swooped down and saved her. He had once told her that she was the only one that liked his wings, and so his gift to her had been a single pure white feather. A feather that glowed with the life force to the person it had been taken from. The last descendant from the people of Atlantis, the last Draconian.
"Van." the name of her beloved longingly left her lips, and she drew the prized feather out from beneath her pillow. It looked exactly the same as it has in her dream. "What did it mean?"
"Hitomi! Get your butt out of bed right now!!! We have to meet Amano at the mall in half an hour and you promised you wouldn't make me late!!" Her best friend, Yukari shouted at from the doorway.
"I don't see why I have to go. You two are just going to star at each other and completely forget that I'm there." Hitomi mumbled as she crawled out of her bed.
"Hitomi, you know that's not true. What's wrong with you this morning?" Yukari watched as her best friend slowly placed the feather she had been clutching on her desk.
"I know Yukari, it's just, well, and you know I'm not much of a morning person." Hitomi looked back, and then started to make her way out into the hall to the bathroom.
"Hitomi, it's more then just that and we both know it. Why were you holding that feather?" Yukari was the only on that had heard the story of Gaea and Van, but she hadn't believed a word of it. She had thought that it was just her friend's pathetic attempt to get attention or to make her life seem more exciting. Oh how wrong she was.
"It's nothing. I just had a strange dream, that's all. And I found the feather under my pillow. Nothing to be worried about Yukari. Now, your majesty, do I have permission to have my shower now?" Yukari giggled at her friend over-dramatic question.
"Of course my humble servant," and Hitomi walked into the bathroom. "Don't take too long! We have to leave in twenty minutes!" Yukari shouted through the door, and walked to her own room, wishing, not for the first time, that she knew what was going on in Hitomi Kanzaki's head.