Chapter 1: Songs in the Distance
Hitomi closed her eyes as she lay down in her dorm, College was great, she had new friends, and was having a great time, she even let her hair grow a little, it now shoulder length, and slightly layered, thinking of what she had to do tomorrow, her classes where cancelled, and so that gave her plenty of time to do her running, it was her hobby, feeling the ground beneath her feet, seeing everything pass by and only stopping when she had to.but she never wanted to stop. It had been 3 years since she last seen Van or Fanelia, or Gaea. Missing them, but there memories fading for some reason, she didn't understand it, how could she forget all that happened there, sometime shaving to struggle with there names. Now turning onto her side and sighing softly, seeing the full moon shine brightly through the gap in the curtains, her roommate gone out to party, and she wouldn't be back for hours, not wanting to know what she did while she was gone. Not caring, she had no time for partying, always having to study, and had a feeling of loneliness, just wanting to go onto the track and run for hours, not wanting to talk to anyone, just wanting to be alone. Now trying to sleep once again closing her eyes, but snapping them open...hearing a voice, a song, someone was singing, straining to hear as she held her breath, those faint words, haunting with sorrow, and dancing in her memories long forgotten, slowly sitting up and walking towards the window, drawing the curtains aside and glancing around.the music now stopped and she saw nothing, just the foggy streets below, only 5 minutes away from the College. "Get a grip..." She told herself, brushing her fingers through her hair stressfully, exams where close, and she was always tense around this time of year, probably just imaging the song.but then it continued again and she raised a brow looking out and gasping, seeing a figure walking slowly through the fog, barely visible, but she saw it, and the voice was coming from it, obviously a her...unless a guy could have such a high pitched voice (no offence) Grabbing her jacket off the end table and opening her drawer to grab for her wallet, just a natural reaction, whenever she went out she always grabbed it just in case she needed some money or ID, but as she pulled it out, a card fell with it, softly and slowly floating down to the ground, and silently landing on the hard wood floor. She froze, looking at it, hearing the song being sung loudly still, kneeling down and picking it up, it was one of her old tarot cards, she gave up fortune telling long ago...but always kept them close. Seeing the backing of the colourful design then turning it over, and getting a hurt expression in her gaze, the lovers. Not realizing she placed the rest pf the deck in her pocket as she ran out of the room, wearing her light blue star pj's, not caring right now, running down the staircase and towards the front doors of the lobby, the security guard asleep, no problem from him luckily, and stepping outside, swallowed by the thick fog, listening for the singing...it was faint now, but she knew where it was, heading to the right, down the street her foot steps echoing behind her as they hit the pavement
Hitomi closed her eyes as she lay down in her dorm, College was great, she had new friends, and was having a great time, she even let her hair grow a little, it now shoulder length, and slightly layered, thinking of what she had to do tomorrow, her classes where cancelled, and so that gave her plenty of time to do her running, it was her hobby, feeling the ground beneath her feet, seeing everything pass by and only stopping when she had to.but she never wanted to stop. It had been 3 years since she last seen Van or Fanelia, or Gaea. Missing them, but there memories fading for some reason, she didn't understand it, how could she forget all that happened there, sometime shaving to struggle with there names. Now turning onto her side and sighing softly, seeing the full moon shine brightly through the gap in the curtains, her roommate gone out to party, and she wouldn't be back for hours, not wanting to know what she did while she was gone. Not caring, she had no time for partying, always having to study, and had a feeling of loneliness, just wanting to go onto the track and run for hours, not wanting to talk to anyone, just wanting to be alone. Now trying to sleep once again closing her eyes, but snapping them open...hearing a voice, a song, someone was singing, straining to hear as she held her breath, those faint words, haunting with sorrow, and dancing in her memories long forgotten, slowly sitting up and walking towards the window, drawing the curtains aside and glancing around.the music now stopped and she saw nothing, just the foggy streets below, only 5 minutes away from the College. "Get a grip..." She told herself, brushing her fingers through her hair stressfully, exams where close, and she was always tense around this time of year, probably just imaging the song.but then it continued again and she raised a brow looking out and gasping, seeing a figure walking slowly through the fog, barely visible, but she saw it, and the voice was coming from it, obviously a her...unless a guy could have such a high pitched voice (no offence) Grabbing her jacket off the end table and opening her drawer to grab for her wallet, just a natural reaction, whenever she went out she always grabbed it just in case she needed some money or ID, but as she pulled it out, a card fell with it, softly and slowly floating down to the ground, and silently landing on the hard wood floor. She froze, looking at it, hearing the song being sung loudly still, kneeling down and picking it up, it was one of her old tarot cards, she gave up fortune telling long ago...but always kept them close. Seeing the backing of the colourful design then turning it over, and getting a hurt expression in her gaze, the lovers. Not realizing she placed the rest pf the deck in her pocket as she ran out of the room, wearing her light blue star pj's, not caring right now, running down the staircase and towards the front doors of the lobby, the security guard asleep, no problem from him luckily, and stepping outside, swallowed by the thick fog, listening for the singing...it was faint now, but she knew where it was, heading to the right, down the street her foot steps echoing behind her as they hit the pavement