7 Meeting
Nozomi arrived in some dimension. She was floating and all alone. It was all dark and full of white dots, similar to snowflakes, falling down. However, she didn't feel any cold. After a while, she got herself and landed down on space.
Where… am I? Nozomi wondered.
It's about time, a voice said. I've been waiting for you… for so long…
Somehow it came to Nozomi, that in the real world, she was dead unconscious that her eyes were pure white.
Nozomi took a few steps and froze at the sight. She saw a woman, definitely older than her, but looked like her. Nozomi observed her. She noticed that the woman had the same mole she had below her eye. She saw that the woman's hair was up in a bun, with a beautiful sparkling lace. Both her eyes and hair were deep black. She thought that she was beautiful (without bias) and then noticed the woman's sad eyes.
Is she lonely? Nozomi wondered. Or do her eyes just really look like that?
"Nozomi?" the woman called. "Are you there?"
Nozomi somehow recognized the gentle voice and replied. "You… You must be the voice, from before, when I escaped…"
"Yes, it was me." the woman asserted. "But, it is sad to say we have not much time today…"
Her clothes look familiar, Nozomi thought, looking at the woman's clothes. Where have I seen those clothes before?
She had some sort of shawl around her shoulders with a gem to keep them together. Her top was made of sparkling fibres and it had wide sleeves with curved ends. And her skirt was long and pleated, with amazing embroidery and color combination of white and gold. She looked like a different type of goddess to Nozomi.
The woman took Nozomi's hands. "Listen to me, child."
Nozomi was all ears as she felt the woman's cold yet soft and smooth hands.
"My name is Nieve," the woman said. "You are my chosen heir, to be the next guardian of snow for Vongola. You have to prove yourself, Nozomi Amenaka, that you are worthiest candidate, to inherit all of my abilities." The Nieve woman slowly vanished, like white powder slowly being blown away by a gentle wind. "So then, I hope to know more about you, soon, Wish in the Rain."
Wish in the rain, Nozomi laughed to herself. Mother said that's my name, if translated. It sounds so dramatic… So dramatic it's as if something big is going to happen…
