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Knowing Roran was right, Amaya closed her eyes, quickly drifting off to sleep. She was too tired to even say anything to anyone before she did so, her hands twitching a little in her sleep.

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Vivian paused in her step, glancing back to him, thinking of saying something but she stopped herself. Lowering her eyes again, she decided to consult four people whom she hadn't talked with for a while. Running, she made her way to the south-eastern tower, hurrying up the steps to the top room. She saw the four spirits already waiting for her, the door closing of its own accord as the large windows opened to let in a breeze. She sat down near the ledge, looking out over the forest that stretched to the horizon. How can I accept these visions? You four obviously had to.

The one that was Hectors mother floated over and put a cold hand on her shoulder. "Just let them come, my son is right, use it as insight."

"Why is it so hard to though? I know that he is, I'm trying to see it as he does, but..I can't." She asked meekly, laying down, her head resting on her arm.

The spirit sighed, running a hand through Vivian's hair in comfort, her expression sympathetic and understanding. "I know some of them can be difficult to take, it's because of those events that you see. It's never easy to see loss, especially when its someone you love. I know that this sounds impossible, but don't let it affect you like this when its only a vision. Save your feelings and such for better things. You are too easily discouraged, have some faith in that those events can be prevented." With that, the spirits vanished, leaving her alone in that desolate tower.

A while passed before Vivian finally got up, looking out to the forest with a slight smile on her lips, swearing she could have heard 'I love you too' on the wind. Thank you...I hope I can always come to you for help. Turning, she darted back down the stairs to where she had left Hector, slowing as she saw his figure out on the balcony. Biting her lower lip, she seemed a little uncertain, hearing the spirits words in her head again, Save your feelings for better things... Smiling, she walked out to him, wrapping her arms around his waist. "Sorry, I was...overwhelmed earlier. One never thinks straight when overwhelmed." She murmured, kissing his cheek from behind, her head then resting again on his back.

Vivian felt better to have his warmth against her again, his presence..."You can talk if you want to you know, I didn't mean to never speak to me again...I don't want to never hear your voice again..." Sighing, she held him a little tighter, pressing her face against his back. "You were right though, those visions should be taken as insight. Sorry, I can be very slow sometimes." She spoke quietly. It was a habit, possibly a bad one, if she was nervous or uncomfortable she tended to talk or rant, or ramble, or a combination of the three.

Finally taking her arms away, she moved next to him, smiling as she looked out onto the horizon. "True, touche." Chuckling, she brushed the hairs back that had blown into her face by the wind. "View is magnificent from here, almost as good as the tower..." She commented, beginning to hum a rather light tune, sounding like two humming birds playing tag; playful.

Vivian sighed, leaning her back against the railing. Listening to him, she chuckled, violet eyes resting on him. "Lucky, my balcony-" Her tone lowered as she remembered, her head turning away. "My balcony always makes me feel alone in the world, removed. Like a broken down stage to sing from without an audience to warm the room. Syra, Keros, it doesn't matter, both are the same." She sighed, forcing a smile as she looked to the sky, watching a bird flying. "I've always wished I could fly, though, I've heard some say that it is just mans wish in general to be able to join the birds up there."

Vivian perked up, eyes gone wide. "Dragons? Really?! Thats so cool! Gah, now I want to go." She said excitedly, faking a pout at the fact she probably would never go. "I'm jealous of him now. I've always loved dragons, I hate how in most stories the dragon always has to be the bad guy and get killed." She had begun to talk rather fast, now blushing as she stopped, giving a nervous chuckle.