InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Camping in the Rain ❯ A Dream is a Wish Your Heart Makes... ( Chapter 2 )
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By: Vallana 
Week 62: Miracle Drabble for ebony_silks over at livejournal
Won First Place
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 08.30.2008 | Updated On: 08.30.2008 | Pages: 1 | Words: 286 | Visits: 497 | Status: Completed
Week 62: Miracle Drabble for ebony_silks over at livejournal
Won First Place
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 08.30.2008 | Updated On: 08.30.2008 | Pages: 1 | Words: 286 | Visits: 497 | Status: Completed
Disclaimer: The characters of InuYasha are not mine; they are property of Rumiko Takahashi, Shogakukan, Yomiuri TV, Sunrise, and Viz. The following story is for entertainment and not profit.
A Dream is a Wish Your Heart Makes...
He had thought it was only one of the dreams at first, come to torture him with things that he would never be able to have, but as he pulled himself awake and the images faded, the scent of her remained. His senses had to be mistaken. She had been human; time would have reduced her to dirt and dust long before he had retreated from the quickly changing world. Besides, he had seen her march off with his half-breed brother to die with the others. Now and then he still dreamed about all the things he should have said, all the arguments he could have used to make her see how fruitless their final effort would be. Instead he had simply stood before her, silent, as she smiled up at him like she knew and told him that there were some things even he couldn't change.
No…even if by some miracle she had survived the final battle, she wouldn't have survived the years to be around in the new world outside his sanctuary. And yet…
Releasing the seal that had given him two hundred years of solitude, the once `Great Lord of the West' ventured out in search of a dream.
He had thought it was only one of the dreams at first, come to torture him with things that he would never be able to have, but as he pulled himself awake and the images faded, the scent of her remained. His senses had to be mistaken. She had been human; time would have reduced her to dirt and dust long before he had retreated from the quickly changing world. Besides, he had seen her march off with his half-breed brother to die with the others. Now and then he still dreamed about all the things he should have said, all the arguments he could have used to make her see how fruitless their final effort would be. Instead he had simply stood before her, silent, as she smiled up at him like she knew and told him that there were some things even he couldn't change.
No…even if by some miracle she had survived the final battle, she wouldn't have survived the years to be around in the new world outside his sanctuary. And yet…
Releasing the seal that had given him two hundred years of solitude, the once `Great Lord of the West' ventured out in search of a dream.