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Dream Weaver
Chapter 3
Iyori:
"So, all in al, our final decision is to get that literature, correct?"
Dori looked at me expectantly. I glanced warily at her window, which was now shielding the rays of the sun from getting into the house. We had talked for most of the night, discussing ideas on how to get Suteki out. Many of which were related to Natiohane.
"Iyori."
I snapped back to attention and sighed.
"Yes, we get the literature," I muttered.
"I will leave later on today. Wish me luck."
I nodded and headed to the door slowly.
"Oh, and Iyori, keep Suteki out of Yoarashi. It wouldn't be good for Jougen if she discovered the land of nightmares."
Suteki/Garnet:
I watched the activity within Jougen peak up bit by bit as the minutes went by. Iyori wasn't home yet, and I had a feeling he wasn't going to be. I doubted Musouka had returned either. I guess it was a gut feeling or something. Either way, I was going to Yoarashi alone and I was going to do it today. The front door to Iyori's hut swung open and Iyori himself stepped through the doorway. He looked tired and worn out, from what I wasn't sure. He waved at me and then quietly slipped into his bed. I smiled as he collapsed deeper and deeper into slumber. Today was my lucky day. Now, I didn't have anyone to stop me. I moved to the door and opened it softly. Iyori did not stir. I stepped outside and pulled it closed behind me.
In front of his house was a rope ladder that led down the forest floor. I climbed down it and hid behind a nearby tree. The sound of voices passed by quickly, but there were some parts I picked up quite easily such as the 'land of nightmares' and 'Natiohane'. Now why would people in Jougen be talking about the land they hate? I moved out of my hiding place and ran towards the entrance until I reached the film that separated this beautiful area from the outside world. It was this very place that I first panicked when entering this world. And Musouka was so patient with me then. I had to wonder what she was doing now. No use sitting here, I told myself silently. The weather outside the barrier was dark and gloomy and lightning flashes could be seen everywhere. The image of a little girl on a boat being tossed by the winds and seas entered my mind instantly.
"Garnet…"
I snapped back to attention and glanced around, wondering where the voice came from. But no one was around for miles. I shrugged and crossed onto the path that led to Yoarashi. The scenery quickly changed into that of a barren dry land and the path under my foot appeared worn and cracked. Now I knew why the people of Jougen didn't come into this land: it was literally filled with death. It wasn't long before I reached the boundaries of a castle. The air had turned cold and still, which was very different from the area I first started from. The doors ahead of me slid open, and dust drifted out, making sneeze.
"Is someone there?"
My voice echoed off the walls and the surrounding area. I suddenly felt alone and cold, like I did when I first came to Dream Weaver Village. I knew I had a higher purpose, I just knew it. I had to find out who I was. And maybe, just maybe the answer lay within this castle. I walked outside and noticed the foyer in front of me, filled with furniture. It was empty except for the presence of one familiar person…
"So we meet again, Suteki."
Musouka:
The sky was sky when I finally emerged from Natiohane's central castle, bruised and beaten.
(Flashback)
"Why did you stab Garnet?" Musouka asked.
Natiohane glanced up from where she sat with an evil smile.
"You made a mistake by coming here. That mortal will be your downfall."
Musouka snatched her sister by the throat and shook her.
"You did not answer me, sister!"
Natiohane snarled and shoved Musouka away. She then kicked her in the stomach and spat on her body.
"Dear Sister, you shame me. But I can change that with my magic," Natiohane said offhandedly.
Musouka sighed and groaned on the floor in agony.
"No, don't. Just leave me alone," She whispered.
"Sorry sister, I'm far from sympathy right now."
(End Flashback)
And so she sent me back to Jougen to stop Dori. But I didn't want to and yet I had no choice.
Suteki/Garnet:
"Sit down and make yourself comfortable, Suteki or should I say Garnet til Alexandros the 17th?"
Something in Natiohane's voice made me extremely nervous as I sat down in the seat across from the table.
"Garnet?" I asked.
The name felt familiar on my lips somehow.
"Perhaps the fools at Jougen have kept you very ill informed. You are royalty my dear, but you are also something more. Tell me, have you had any strange thoughts or images in your head lately."
How does she know about my images? I narrowed my eyes and composed myself.
"How do you know about my image? I've told no one."
Natiohane huffed and smirked.
"I'm just not anyone, my dear Garnet."
"Stop calling me that. My name is Suteki!" I shouted.
Natiohane laughed.
"Do you know what you are to Jougen and Yoarashi?" She asked.
I fell silent and leaned against my chair.
"A threat. For them, you are a dream—"
"A dream?" I interrupted.
"A dream that cannot be fixed. You are something that the precious Musouka can't fix."
My jaw dropped. A dream? You mean…I don't exist?
"I don't exist?"
"Doesn't that make you sad?"
It didn't make me anything. Not happy or sad…not anything.
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