This is just for Feye Morgan, Etowato and Angel of Re. It may or may not make the fic complete, but it sounded like it might be fun to write, so I did. I know I said last time that that chapter was the last one, but due to popular demand, the fic demanded an epilogue. This is that epilogue. After this, the fic is really over, no more, zip, nada, nothing else. And you all can go read my other fic, 'Where is Limbo?' Be warned this is extremely short! Enjoy!
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Folken tapped the stack of papers in his hands against the desk to align them into a perfect order. He was pleased that he had been able to finish up his paperwork for the day, it had been piling up for a while. Nothing seemed like it was worth doing any more. The Strategos glided over to his newest experiment-in-a-bottle and dimmed the burner below it, it was the beginning of what he hoped would be a better crima claw. His clothes found themselves on their hangers in the large wardrobe there. Their conquest of Gaea was going ever so smoothly. Most countries didn't even put up a fight fearing that they'd lose all their men in battle. Folken climbed in-between his cool linen sheets and laid himself down softly upon his menagerie of pillows. Normally, sleep never came easily to Folken, but tonight he slipped away on the gentle tide of the sandman's sails without a second glance back at shore.
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A hallway of doors showed themselves, but none of them would open. Some had no handles, others needed curious keys, occasionally a handle would be too far up on a door to reach. Other doors were simply too thin or too small to pass through. All of them were for another to pass through and the hallway kept going. One red door quietly swayed open, begging him to look inside. He could hear laughter that he was sure he recognized, but from where he knew not. He stepped onto the grass and he never knew a door had existed to get there. Old, ornate fountains and strange twisted statues hid among over grown foliage. Many shrubs and trees grew here that Folken had never even heard of, he was quite intrigued. A large, intricately patterned flight of butterflies fluttered overhead, Folken was fascinated. He wanted to stay here and study all this new life.
A rustling of bushes behind Folken caused him twist around to see what new thing showed itself to him now. Two joyous faces eyed him like mischievous nymphs. They're limbs were all tangled in each other and they were threatening to topple over. Ancient Atlantean robes graced their twin lithe figures. It was their laughter that Folken had heard, but could not place, the sweet lilting laughter of Dilandau and Van.
"Folken-chan, we're ok now. You wouldn't let us be together on Gaea, but it's better here, Shi looks after us," Van said, and then they really did fall down, cushioned by the lush grass. They broke into a fit of never-ending giggles.
"My koibito was telling the truth when he said we loved each-other. I'm so sorry you didn't see that. It may have been hard for you to see, you're just so protective of your brother," Dilandau said, grinning up at his former commander. Van stood up and faced his brother.
"I had Shi bring you here so you could see that I'm happy. I have exactly what I want, there's nothing more you can do for me," Van took Folken's hand in his. "I promise that you will be much better off if you stop living for me, I do forgive you. Let the wind fill your wings and take you to a new future. I will love you always, my brother."
Dilandau wrapped his arms around Van from behind and Van leaned into him, Folken could see now the love in Van's eyes, as well as Dilandau's. They wound themselves into a quiet, passion infused kiss. They seemed to forget Folken was there and went deeper into their foreplay. Dilandau's hands wandered possessively over Van. Van turned around in his arms and pulled him into another sweet meeting of sultry lips. Folken came to realize how wrong he had been, but all was forgiven and it was time to move on.
Folken found himself watching them from above, the wind called to take him. He flew freer in that world then he ever had on Gaea. He didn't want to go back, but he knew the dawn would eventually steal him away. He would use now to enjoy himself, and the sky went on forever.