Vision Of Escaflowne Fan Fiction ❯ Return To Innocence ❯ Omens ( Chapter 2 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: Angry Blood Sister 
Van has the dream again and Dryden says it's an omen
Anime/Manga: Vision Of Escaflowne Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Adventure / Action / Drama / Romance | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 07.20.2003 | Pages: 1 | Words: 806 | Visits: 279 | Status: Completed
Van has the dream again and Dryden says it's an omen
Anime/Manga: Vision Of Escaflowne Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Adventure / Action / Drama / Romance | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 07.20.2003 | Pages: 1 | Words: 806 | Visits: 279 | Status: Completed
He was standing on a large grassy cliff, the wind was crisp and pure, as only a mountain breeze can be.
Oh no, it was the dream again. He unconscious mind tried to stop all of this, he didn't want to have to go through this again.
"We will always be together."
'No we won't!' he tried to yell out, but nothing changed. Then came that noise again, but something was different. He listened closely, it sounded like...like a voice. What was it saying?
"You hear it? Can you hear her song?Her song."
'Yes, but don't listen to it! Don't leave me!' but all he did was smile. Again, he did nothing but smile and turn back to the mountains.
But she couldn't hear his silent cries. She stepped forward, the birds rose in a great chorus, she let her wings show. The Wing Goddess. Then she was gone. He fought his mind and memory to let him try and stop her, but she had already gone.
"Hitomi!" he cried out. Bolting upright as he always did after this dream. His riding companions, who were sleeping nearby all woke with the noise. Allen immediately jumping to his feat and drawing his sword.
"Lord Van! What's wrong?" Merle whined, quickly crawling over to his side.
"Van, what is it?" Allen asked, finally sheathing his sword. It was of no use for now.
Van felt a little embarrassed that he had woken everyone up, and even more so that he had screamed out in his sleep. Why wouldn't that dream just go away. He rubbed his face with his hands, and without looking at anyone said,
"Nothing. It was nothing." he hung his head forward, letting his hair cover his reddened face and tearful eyes.
"Lord Van, don't lie." Merle scolded him.
"You yelled out something." Allen cooly stated, once again sitting down on his sleeping blankets.
"You said a name." Dryden, for the first time speaking since he had been awoken. He calmly took out his spectacles from his traveling pack and shined then placed them on the bridge of his nose. He looked straight at Van and Van couldn't help but look up at him. Dryden, though he didn't look like someone you would pay attention to, commanded attention when he spoke, and especially when he looked at you.
"Why don't you tell us what's wrong Van." he said, smiling slightly. He wasn't mocking him, it was just his way of calming people. Over the years, that technique had started to work on Van.
"It was a dream," he started. Merle whined to herself. "No, it was more like a memory. It was when Hi-" he froze when he tried say her name.
"Hitomi." Dryden finished for him.
"Oh Lord Van." Merle whined again and hung onto his arm.
"The Wing Goddess. This is an omen." Dryden said. All sat quietly except Merle, who was huddled against Van whispering to herself.
"An omen of what?" Allen asked.
"Now that I'm not sure of," Dryden smiled. "But I'm sure those scrolls will answer that for us."
Allen smiled softly, shaking his head.
"Smart ass." Merle muttered, glaring at the former tavern owner.
Dryden ignored her and fell back into a sleeping position after placing his glasses back into his pack.
"I suggest we get some more sleep before we ride on to Velleese tomorrow." he said.
"I agree." said Allen. And he too settled back into his blankets.
Van looked back down at his hands which were resting in his lap. What could this dream mean if it is in fact an omen?
"Lord Van," Merle whispered in his ear. "Please Lord Van, don't worry, that's my job. Just go back to sleep and we'll see what this is all about in the morning." Van looked at her, a half smile was all he could muster.
"Thank you Merle."
She smiled back at him.
"That's what I'm here for. Now go to sleep." And at that she bounded off to her own resting place. Leaving him to think. He laid himself down slowly and looked up at the night stars. The moon was bright and illuminating everything with it's lunar glow. How beautiful and peaceful it all seemed. Why couldn't his life be like that. He put his hands behind his head and laid there for a while, thinking and trying to fall asleep once again, but it seemed hopeless. All he could think about was Hitomi. Suddenly he saw a falling star. Quickly he made his wish.
"I wish that you'd come back to me Hitomi. I whish it with all my heart and soul." he whispered.
The wind picked up, rustling the leaves and his hair. Hitomi please come back, he thought silently as he fell asleep to the leaves falling around him.
Oh no, it was the dream again. He unconscious mind tried to stop all of this, he didn't want to have to go through this again.
"We will always be together."
'No we won't!' he tried to yell out, but nothing changed. Then came that noise again, but something was different. He listened closely, it sounded like...like a voice. What was it saying?
"You hear it? Can you hear her song?Her song."
'Yes, but don't listen to it! Don't leave me!' but all he did was smile. Again, he did nothing but smile and turn back to the mountains.
But she couldn't hear his silent cries. She stepped forward, the birds rose in a great chorus, she let her wings show. The Wing Goddess. Then she was gone. He fought his mind and memory to let him try and stop her, but she had already gone.
"Hitomi!" he cried out. Bolting upright as he always did after this dream. His riding companions, who were sleeping nearby all woke with the noise. Allen immediately jumping to his feat and drawing his sword.
"Lord Van! What's wrong?" Merle whined, quickly crawling over to his side.
"Van, what is it?" Allen asked, finally sheathing his sword. It was of no use for now.
Van felt a little embarrassed that he had woken everyone up, and even more so that he had screamed out in his sleep. Why wouldn't that dream just go away. He rubbed his face with his hands, and without looking at anyone said,
"Nothing. It was nothing." he hung his head forward, letting his hair cover his reddened face and tearful eyes.
"Lord Van, don't lie." Merle scolded him.
"You yelled out something." Allen cooly stated, once again sitting down on his sleeping blankets.
"You said a name." Dryden, for the first time speaking since he had been awoken. He calmly took out his spectacles from his traveling pack and shined then placed them on the bridge of his nose. He looked straight at Van and Van couldn't help but look up at him. Dryden, though he didn't look like someone you would pay attention to, commanded attention when he spoke, and especially when he looked at you.
"Why don't you tell us what's wrong Van." he said, smiling slightly. He wasn't mocking him, it was just his way of calming people. Over the years, that technique had started to work on Van.
"It was a dream," he started. Merle whined to herself. "No, it was more like a memory. It was when Hi-" he froze when he tried say her name.
"Hitomi." Dryden finished for him.
"Oh Lord Van." Merle whined again and hung onto his arm.
"The Wing Goddess. This is an omen." Dryden said. All sat quietly except Merle, who was huddled against Van whispering to herself.
"An omen of what?" Allen asked.
"Now that I'm not sure of," Dryden smiled. "But I'm sure those scrolls will answer that for us."
Allen smiled softly, shaking his head.
"Smart ass." Merle muttered, glaring at the former tavern owner.
Dryden ignored her and fell back into a sleeping position after placing his glasses back into his pack.
"I suggest we get some more sleep before we ride on to Velleese tomorrow." he said.
"I agree." said Allen. And he too settled back into his blankets.
Van looked back down at his hands which were resting in his lap. What could this dream mean if it is in fact an omen?
"Lord Van," Merle whispered in his ear. "Please Lord Van, don't worry, that's my job. Just go back to sleep and we'll see what this is all about in the morning." Van looked at her, a half smile was all he could muster.
"Thank you Merle."
She smiled back at him.
"That's what I'm here for. Now go to sleep." And at that she bounded off to her own resting place. Leaving him to think. He laid himself down slowly and looked up at the night stars. The moon was bright and illuminating everything with it's lunar glow. How beautiful and peaceful it all seemed. Why couldn't his life be like that. He put his hands behind his head and laid there for a while, thinking and trying to fall asleep once again, but it seemed hopeless. All he could think about was Hitomi. Suddenly he saw a falling star. Quickly he made his wish.
"I wish that you'd come back to me Hitomi. I whish it with all my heart and soul." he whispered.
The wind picked up, rustling the leaves and his hair. Hitomi please come back, he thought silently as he fell asleep to the leaves falling around him.