Quest of heart
She came in his dreams. And she gave him something that he did not think possible. She gave him unconditional love, lifting him up from the sense of nothingness that was fast spreading through his battered soul. With her help, he will seek his answers to his furious what-ifs.
Disclaimer: I do not have the pleasure of owning Phantom of the Opera.
Chapter One. He came to me in my dreams.
"Help me." The voice was calling her again. She felt the desperation, the sadness which reached to the core of her being. He was sobbing. His eyes closed, his hands reaching out for something he longed from the depth of his soul. She desperately wanted to help but she could not reach him. He could not hear her. He could not see her.
Hannah awoke, feeling incredible sorrow inside. Her dreams were so vivid and it was always about the same man, a man she never met. Yet he was so familiar and she felt she somehow belonged to him. She sighed, reaching for a glass of water she left on her bed side table. Slowly sipping the water, she tried to think clearly about her strange dreams.
I belong to him.
How?
I just know it.
He is not even real.
What is reality? I never felt so real about anyone, anything in my so called reality. He must be real.
You don't know anything about him.
I know what he looks like and how he sounds. I feel his emotions and his despair, sadness and longing.
What about what he feels like? You don't know what it is like to touch him.
Not yet. I must reach him first.
How?
If it is his desire that calls me to him, my longing will bring him to me as well.
Why do you feel so close to him? Why is he any different?
Why do we feel close to anyone? Reasons do not guide our feelings. Thoughts do not govern feelings. I just need to reach him and comfort him. I cannot be happy when his soul is dying.
As you wish. Continue your search through the chaotic mist of your dream world, if it makes you happy.
I am not here to be happy.
Then why are you here?
Desire, longing, need. His desire, his longing and his need.
Hannah fell back into the softness of her bed. I'm here because of his desire. Desire so intense that it will not be simply denied. She smiled to herself before closing her eyes. I must reach him. He needs me. Sleep came over her with ease and she knew this time her dream would obey her.