Itsuwaru Unsei
Part: 1/1
By: Loralei Fairhill


	Lookie what i wrote! Another part 
of my dreamhunter/yumegari saga! *giggles* 
It just never ends, huh, minna-san? I'm 
still toying with the idea of writing one 
more short part, because all of these were 
short anyways. So if you want it, email me 
and tell me what you thought, and if you 
don't care, tell me anyways! My inbox is 
lonely, and so'm I!   


Itsauwaru Unsei= to decieve fate
Yumegari= dreamhunter


	The road stretches before me, 
mist covering it, wreathing it in silently 
woven silken strands of twilight. One foot 
in front of the other, I follow you closely, 
not once taking my eyes off your shadowy form. 
This time, it is not a dream. It is a reality. 
	I feel out of place here, in this 
country which is not my own. It is not yours, 
either, but you know . . . you know that you 
will someday belong; the feeling runs as deep 
within you as the one inside me that I will 
never make my home here.
	Left, right, left, right, my feet fall 
down onto the cold, damp earth. Where are you 
going? To which direction should you be 
traveling? Questions hound me around every turn. 
	Advice was something I used to give. 
Now I cannot; I have tried time and time 
again to read the future which used to be so 
clear to me, but without hope; I can see nothing 
in the scrying pool, and the water smirks at me 
through its rippling laugher, mocking my inability. 
Everytime I look away, ashamed. It is awful to 
be the butt of the water's jokes, but it is a 
fate worse than death for me not to be able to 
control men's dreams through my pool any longer. 
	I am not the maiden I once was, full of 
passion and adventure and devilish tricks. I am 
also not the woman I was just a few days, hours, 
even minutes ago. 
	And you, yumegari, what do you do with 
the information I have given you? You throw it 
all away. You stay safe in your little haven of 
Elysion and let the world be covered in darkness. 
You don't even take the initiative or the 
advatange I've given you over your enemies. 
You could have beaten them so very easily. 
They would have been crushed like breadcrumbs 
into a thousand small pieces, flown from your 
hand to the four corners of the earth, never to 
be put together again. But you had to sit and 
wait for a sign from the surface. It wasn't good 
enough for you that I read the future truthfully 
the last time I could see so clearly; you had 
to question my motives, my clairvoyance, my 
everything. You even had the gall to ask my 
name. Well, now that you have your precious 
information, what shall you do with it? It is 
too late to regret, yumegari. Much too late. 
The wheels of the destroying machine are in 
motion, and nothing you try now will stop them.
	I hope that you will soon reach the two 
I had forseen, the older and the younger, one 
of which will bring us to the peace we so 
deserve. One of which you will claim for your 
own, who will help you to stay in this part 
of reality. 
	This is not for me, this will never 
be for me . . . the air is not pure enough 
here, the trees, lacking a brightness to 
their green, the sky, just a bit less blue 
than my home. But nevertheless, I follow you, 
wishing that I could travel with you, by 
your side, praying that my prescence will 
guard you in some way.
	Of course the fact that you will 
be captured is unavoidable. And that you 
will escape from their clutches and help 
them to be defeated is also a given. But 
whether or not I will aide you in it is 
another question. 
	You can be sure, yumegari, that I 
will regain my talents. But I sense that 
it will not happen for many years . . . a 
lifetime, perhaps. It does not matter to me. 
By then, I will have regained my lost love, 
knowing so surely that he will be reborn 
within a few years, and feel my calling to 
his soul, and find me again. This time 
around, you can be sure that I will not 
make the same mistakes as before, because 
this time around, he will have no family 
to miss, no friends to mourn. It is just 
as well, for I have none myself, having 
been orphaned at birth and an outcast my 
whole human existance. That life, the one 
filled with lonliness and the yearning for 
human comfort, was not, and will never be 
for me, as I think I have said before.
	You continue walking. Your footsteps 
echo into the surrounding forest, crunching 
on the dirt road, making tracks in the dewy 
landscape. And I still follow. 
	Perhaps you can hear me speaking to 
you, hear my voice faintly whispering what 
I think into the far reaches of your mind. 
Or maybe you just haven't the mental 
capabilities yet to understand what I say. 
No matter, I shall stay behind you throughout 
your quest and guide your motions. It is fated 
for me to do so, and I do not deny that I will 
take pleasure in the change. 	
	From you will be the melding of two 
worlds, and from you I will find my beloved 
again. Yumegari, lead on, I trail right behind 
you, treading soundlessly in your footprints.

  
	I know it was short, but not as 
short as dreamhunter the original, ne? I'm 
still accepting questions, comments, hellos 
and criticisms! So send ‘em on over to 
Loralei1300@aol.com! But if your intent is 
to flame, then please refrain. I'm only 
taking NICE feedback at the moment. Flames 
with be promptly erased from this earth 
and my inbox, never to be seen again. And 
you better bet that if you say something 
mean to me, you'll be answering to Gawen 
for it!