Author's Note: Final chapter guys! Thank you for waiting. My next focus is on Sosei and maybe a Final Fantasy 9 version of Identity. Sounds good, ne?
Dream Weaver
Chapter 8-Was it all a dream?
Jougen
Musouka:
A long few weeks…a long period of silence. Yoarashi fell without a question after Natiohane's defeat, spreading darkness throughout the land. Jougen was not exempted from the horror and in a few short hours, most of our population had killed itself. Iyori and I were the only ones who could contain the darkness. But it was hard work and I almost lost my soul. It would have been a fitting end to my life, if the gods had permitted it. I guess Suteki had taught me a lesson after all.
After the mass suicide of the population of Jougen, the wood decayed. At first, it began slowly, so Iyori thought we could restore it, but when it sped up, we were left with despair. Losing Jougen wasn't something we planned on seriously. The dream field was almost back to normal making it possible to weave again.
"Musouka, good morning."
I turned around and looked up into the face of my tired, but noble brother. When I first saw him again, he actually hit me twice in the chest hard. It wasn't until I showed him Natiohane's stone cold body that he began to trust me again.
"How are the trees?" I asked.
Iyori sighed and shook his head.
"They are dying a little bit everyday. Soon we won't have a home."
"Don't say that, Iyori. There is always another option."
Iyori smiled and curled up beside me.
"Tell me about Suteki again."
The story of Suteki had always been a sensitive issue to me. Ever since she vanished on that night, my life has changed. I was no longer the twin sister to Natiohane, but the proud elder to Jougen.
"Suteki was a young woman who arrived on our island one day…"
Garnet:
I was everywhere and nowhere at the same time. My conscious seemed to shatter everywhere to different towns, etc. And then, I found myself on a white beach. Everything but the ocean was white and colorless and there were two figures on the opposite side. The two figures looked very much like Musouka and Iyori. In fact, they were Musouka and Iyori. I started to call out to them, but when I opened my mouth nothing came out. What did this mean?
"She didn't know anything about our culture or about her memory. But she had a goal to go back home. Little did she know that she would soon be trapped within the mysteries of Jougen and Yoarashi."
Musouka said that dreams couldn't die. It wasn't until now that I wondered what exactly she meant. Clearly, I wasn't going to get away from Jougen, but I didn't think I would die. Dream wouldn't die…they fade. And that's what I did. But would I wake up? All of a sudden, the beach began to crumble under my feet and the images of Musouka and Iyori faded out. I screamed and tried to grab onto something.
"You've got to go home. Please return home."
I glanced around me slowly and saw Musouka. I blinked and gasped.
"You're real," I commented.
"Of course I am. How else am I able to talk to you? You're dreaming."
"I'm dreaming?"
But wasn't I just in Yoarashi? Musouka smiled.
"You have a long life ahead of you, Garnet. Don't forget us."
She began to fade in front of my eyes immediately. I nodded and waved.
Kuja:
For the first time in days, Garnet stirred and awakened. For the first time in days, Zidane stopped crying and actually paid attention to something else other than his sleeve. I was personally happy for him, seeing as I personally disapproved his sadness. Nevertheless, I rushed over to the side of the bed and helped Garnet sit up. She was pale and believe it or not she had circles under her sides. Basically, she looked like she had been through hell and back even though her body hadn't technically left the castle.
"Oh, Zidane…and Kuja…how long have I've been asleep?" She asked.
"Nearly a week. Why?" Zidane replied.
"I'm just curious—"
Garnet froze and stared at the door behind me. She was silently mouthing something and pointing. Out of the corner of my eyes, I saw a woman dressed in long brown roses. She had brown hair with little white feathers within them and vivid orange eyes. Now, I hadn't seen her around before, so where could she have come from? The woman smiled and waved.
"Musouka, wait. Where will you go?" Garnet asked.
The woman now named Musouka laughed and smiled.
"Wherever the stars shine down from above, there I am. Wherever the trees kiss the sky, there I am. Wherever there are dreams, I will be there to weave them. Thank you for giving me a second chance at life. May the blessings of the Dream Weaver Colony be with you."