No. Escaflowne not mine *sniff*…

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Lullaby

v III

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You said, "Sis…?"

And she said, "Shh…"

And you never hesistated, letting her take your hand, pulling you with her… The ground below never looked so frightful, the air never so painful against your skin. So you closed your eyes, not daring to look… What was sight to a dead kitty anymore…?

He never let you meet your end, swooping down on the two of you like the Angel of Salvation he resembled. You were both wary of him, this gift from the gods above and below, offering you the chance to live. You pounced on him and bits down into his palm with your kitty fangs, drawing out blood and a single wince, but never, never his disapproval…

You turned to him, and he to you. And you knew, you were saved…

He was your lullaby from that moment on, as you followed him into the lightless hallways of your new home. The song that sang itself in your head when you were alone, you sister beside you but always far away. You promised to be everything to him, be everything *for* him… Because… because he could not give his disapproval, so you would not give him reason to find fault with you – now, forever and eternity…

Then you were sent to train, with only your sister as your constant companion. Having no more in this world to turn to, you revealed every crack in your fragile façade. It was then, and only then, that you realized she had feelings too… That no matter how different you were – silver to gold, twilight to dawn – she would always be there to mirror your actions, your second other born from the same blood and fur…

The battle raged on, neither of you shying away from the challenge. Both united in deed, but separated in soul. You fought for a common cause, a single man, but each to her own speckled skin. It was not until the day you flipped the coin to determine your Destiny did the battle come crashing to a halt…

Luck was on your side. And though you feared your sister's rejection for allowing Chance to govern your lives, you fought fang and claw to prove that everything was still the same…

Folken-sama was still your untouchable goal, but Naria would always be your first love…

She held you and wept with you, the tears born of a broken heart, biding impossible love…

You could finally rest, stop this mad foolishness. You could finally have peace…

The lullaby was complete…

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You know your time is near, the breath dying in your lungs. Your sister is near you, and you never have to fear. You are dying by the man you both loved, dying to save his life.

Promises are made, promises to be broken. There is no second chance, yours already spent. But you would oddly die now, than live another life without her… without her…

He strokes your fur and grants you rest. But though your last rush of air is to bade him goodbye, it is your sister's hand you touch, your sister you refuse to let go…

She'll say, "Sis…?"

And you'll say, "Shh…"

And the lullaby rewrites itself…

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Aoi Akiko rambles:

This was written by Eriya (Kolt / Gold), for Eriya (Kolt / Gold)

My mind is slowly slipping away from me, so I'm trying to reign my fast-fading insanity by typing odd angsty pieces… Forgive the deluded author who thinks this can continue…
Dilandau's lullaby was a tragic piece, Folken's lullaby a dying hope… What would I call this one…? A tragic, dying hope (that I'll ever get reviews ever again)… Yeah, that sounds just about right…

If you're confused, then you're not the only one. I believe Eriya fell in love with Folken, as did Naria, but I think that when push comes to shove, Naria and Eriya would always be together. Even in *that* sense… Yes, I'm a sick minded oddball approving twincest – so bite me and let me burn in Dilandau's holy fire already…

On the other hand, most of this wouldn't make sense because it might stray from the Escaflowne canon. I apologize. Most of the scenes were done from memory… Very sketchy memories at that…

*blink* Um... review...?