Yumegari
Part: 1/1
By: Loralei Fairhill


okies, folks. i have NO idea what this 
has to do with the other Dreamhunter i
wrote, but both stories have the narrator 
speaking to the same character. and
both have the same title (Yumegari means 
Dreamhunter in Japanese). nothing
else to say, so enjoy! 

Yumegari = dreamhunter 
Genso no Megami = goddess of illusion

this story is STRICTLY mine, and i claim 
all rights to Genso no Megami and
all the original ideas in this fic. 
steal her or them, and Gawen kicks your
a**! ^^; 





  A golden sliver of moon hangs alongside 
the stars tonight. Can you see it,
yumegari? Do you feel how it calls to me, 
beckons me to dance in the gorgeous
heavens among the celestial bodies?
  Sometimes I think that this world is 
unreal. That the butterfly alighted on
that bright yellow flower over there does 
not really exist; it cannot truly
be of this world; its beauty is too great. 
The colors it possesses are too
vibrant, too perfect. Greens, reds, blues 
offset the meadow, for each
butterfly covers its own flower. . . .
  I see I am not making any sense to you, 
yumegari. How could I? You do not
know such things and never have. I see 
the disbelief and ignorance reflected
in your deep night eyes, and I understand. 
Truly I do. But I am not resigned!
  In the forest, there is a pool created 
by a small trickle of crystal water
from a crack in a large mossy boulder. 
In the depths of the pool, down under
the rocks, is the entrance to a cave. An 
underwater cave without water inside. The 
walls are covered in quartz, reflecting 
itself upon its own many surfaces, 
creating snowflake kaliedoscope patterns 
on the smooth mirrored stones.
  Yes, I know you remember that place, 
yumegari, and am glad of it. Had you
not, I would have worried. Since you 
profess to know it so intimately, pray
tell me what I was going to say about it. 
Silent? Then I shall tell you. Your
silence reminds me of your foolishness.
  Do not mock me, yumegari, for in doing 
so, you mock yourself. You look so
disconcerted. Perhaps I should explain 
myself further?
  This cave is the most precious place 
in all the world for it holds the
secret to the heavenly mysteries, the 
beginning of the knowledge that brings
immortality. To be in it just once can 
give you an extended lifespan,
provided that you take care of yourself. 
To be in it twice will make you
almost as long-lived as the people in 
the time of the biblical forefathers.
TO be in it three times, however, brings 
eternal life.
  Yes, I have been in it three times. But 
eternity does not please me. Nothing 
pleases me anymore. I could hold the world 
in my hands, such a small thing, like a 
fragile blue-glass marble, and it would 
not make me happy.
  Happiness was in his shining countenance. 
But I see him no longer, and he doesn't see 
me; he cannot; he is dead. When he died, 
all the joy I had ever felt in the 
world was taken from me.
  Was he immortal as well? Yes, in a way. 
But he ended it for himself. Why?
The burden was too great to bear. Just 
imagine waking each day and knowing
that you will outlive every single person 
you've ever known or loved, except
your wife. And she can't fathom what mental 
anguish you feel at the thought
of outliving your childhood friends, your 
family, and possibly even your own
children. Do you understand now what I 
mean?
  To hunt the dreams is to seek the stars. 
In holding them you hold my immortality, 
my existance.
  I wish you luck on your quest, if finding 
the beautiful dream is your aim. I could 
never find the courage to leave this place, 
much less search for something so elusive 
that could never bring me hope and love. 
That is not so for you; when you find it, 
everything I have lost, yumegari, will 
become yours. Do not take it for granted 
as I did, or it will bring your downfall. 
  Guard the secrets I have told you well, 
for it you loose them, they will destroy 
you, I promise that.
  And finally, beware the creatures in 
the dark mirrors that seek to change
your form and distort your intent. The 
maiden will help you on your way, but
be careful which one you choose, for the 
younger may not be the youngest, and
the secrets they hold will complete your 
journey.
  "What is my name?" you ask. This I 
should not tell, but I will. I am Genso
no Megami, and what you have seen here 
never really existed. Yumegari, Elios,
wake from this world and continue your 
search. I shall guide from the 
stars . . . the stars . . . so 
beautiful. . . .






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but just think happy thoughts, and you'll be 
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