Title: Gift of the Future
Author: The Watcher
Summary: The world is safe, and rebuilding has begun. But has Dart's hope been lost, or are there still some suprises in store?
Legend of Dragoon is owned by Sony Computer Entertainment. Lyrics for "Into the West" are copyright New Line Cinema, Howard Shore, Annie Lennox, and probably a few others. No copyright infringement is intended.
Notes: Well, part three! I can't believe I've actually gotten positive reviews on this thing. I'm glad that it's being enjoyed so far. I'm still working on this one, although Tales of Symphonia is also clamoring for my attention. It's difficult to stay in the game theme without actually playing, so I sometimes have to stop and open old game files. Again, I apologize for the odd formatting. I've just about given up on Fanfiction's program. I can't figure out what I'm doing wrong.Oh, well. Enjoy the story.
Oh, and one small note. For those who find the song and/or the singer amusing, feel free to laugh. Personally, I always thought that particular tune would fit. And since ballads were a popular method of storytelling in worlds with the type of atmosphere that LoD presents, I don't find the idea of Lavitz attempting a tune silly, either.
Lavitz had finally arrived in Seles, just in time to witness a full-blown party. The whole town was celebrating over the finished work. Surely it should be easy to find Dart here! So thinking, Lavitz began to scan the crowds, and to inquire of various groups about Dart.
He became worried when he found no sign of Dart, and the various people all had stories to tell of Dart's odd moods and frequent retreats from company. It seemed Dart was not coping well, and Lavitz's heart went out to him. Finally he managed to get someone to point out Dart's residence.
He debated with himself for a moment before just slipping inside. Surely Dart would be glad to see him! However, the place seemed to be empty. All the dowstairs was dark, and the noise from the crowd outside could be heard, faintly. Slowly Lavitz made his way to the stairway, where he detected a faint gleam of light. He paused at the top of the stairs, only to hear the quiet but unmistakable sound of muffled sobs. Finally, he entered the room, and his heart almost broke at what he found.
Dart was hunched over at a desk, crying uncontrollably. On the desk was a portrait of Lavitz himself- the same portrait that Dart had watched being painted in Bale. It seemed that Dart had been here for some time. Did he constantly shut himself up here, with just Lavitz's picture for company?
Gently Lavitz layed a hand on Dart's head. The only response he got was a muffled "Go away, Shana. I need to be alone." Gently he smoothed the hair back. "Dart?"
Dart bolted upright. For a moment he couldn't seem to find any words, and his mouth moved without any sound emerging. Finally, though, he managed to speak. "Lavitz? How? Are you really... How can this be? You're..." He clutched at Lavitz desperately.
Lavitz tried to calm him. "Easy, Dart. I'm really here. It's okay. Everything's alright." Gently he kept stroking Dart's face and smoothing a hand through his hair. Finally Dart seemed to calm.
"How can you be here, Lavitz? I thought your spirit was released. I thought I would never see you again."
Lavitz shook his head. "My spirit continued to follow you. I was tied to this world because of my love for you, and that never changed." Lavitz told Dart all he could remember about the Divine Tree, and how he arrived in Bale and spoke with King Albert. "You know, Albert was worried about you." Dart looked down.
"I know. But it hurt so much, thinking about living there without you."
"And now? Would you still come with me?" Lavitz softly asked.
Dart gripped his arms. "Of course! I will not let you go, now that you've been returned to me!"
Lavitz breathed a sigh of relief. He had hoped that Dart would still feel that way, but he hadn't been sure. For a time the two simply held each other close, reveling in their reunion, but soon exaustion began to take its toll on Dart. Lavitz stirred after he realized that Dart was attempting to fight off sleep.
"What's wrong? You should rest."
Dart shrugged. "I keep thinking that if I sleep, you may be gone when I wake up. And I've had too many nightmares to be comfortable sleeping, anyway."
Lavitz felt a pang of sorrow with those words, and he held Dart closer to him. "I promise, I'll stay with you. Go ahead and get some sleep." After a few moments, Dart went ahead and crawled under the covers, with Lavitz right beside him. In a few moments he was deeply asleep.
True to his words, it didn't take long before he started showing signs of being trapped in a nightmare. Lavitz knew it probably revolved around his death somehow. As Dart's distress grew more pronounced, Lavitz cast his mind about for some way he could calm Dart. After a moment, his mind lit on a lullabye that he had often heard in Bale. Deciding that it couldn't hurt, he began murmuring in a rich tenor voice.
Your sweet and weary head
Night is falling
You have come to journey's end
And dream of the ones who came before
They are calling
From across a distant shore
Why do you weep?
What are these tears upon your face?
Soon you will see
All of your fears will pass away
Safe in my arms
You're only sleeping
What can you see
On the horizon?
Why do the white gulls call?
Across the sea
A pale moon rises
The ships have come
To carry you home
And all will turn to silver glass
A light on the water
Grey ships pass
Into the West'
Slowly Dart began to calm, and Lavitz continued with the melody until Dart settled. Seing that Dart was sleeping peacefully again, Lavitz took the oportunity to observe anew Dart's face while he slept. It was a miracle that he could be here with his love, one that he would never stop thanking the gods for. To think that soon, they would be able to rest in their own home, together. Thinking about that future, Lavitz allowed himself to fall asleep, as well.