#yearlyesca2019

[yearlyesca]

Based on Sevenstars' terrific fic Inherit the Wind. Current Van and past Folken fly free amid symbols of their past [Balgus' scars as tears of the galaxy], present [Drag-Energist and blood], and future[Hitomi's pendant]. An ominous black feather accompanies its white brother at the base of the piece.

[nehasy]

Familial Ties

Vision of Escaflowne fanfic

Yearly Esca 2019 challenge Pic and Fic: Memories

post series universe, starring the Dragonslayers!

The Dragonslayers enjoy a night of illicit drinking after hours and reminisce about their days before meeting their Captain.

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          “I remember her eyes the most.”  Shesta murmured softly into the darkness, his voice echoing against the bare metal walls, lending his words a heavy gravity, causing the other youths to lean forward in anticipation.  “They’re the same colour of blue as the sea after a storm.”  He smiled softly to himself, his own cerulean gaze staring off into space, seeing some a distant memory rather than the faces of his teammates. “It’s funny really, I always thought of them as just blue.  It wasn’t until I finally saw the sea that I truly understood their colour.  She like knowing that… that there’s something so beautiful and exotic about herself.”  

           As he spoke, he reached up and gently toyed with the small handwoven pouch which hung around his neck.  Normally covered by his uniform, hidden away from his captain’s sight, it now hung freely.  They were all out of uniform after all, so it seemed to be pointless to try to hide it.

“Ocean.”  Miguel mumbled, leaning back against the chair and picking his cup up off the table. “There are no seas in Zaibach.  You saw the ocean.”  All the boys turned to look at the brunette, a few of them rolling their eyes over the interruption.

“What’s the difference?”  Shesta couldn’t help but ask, frowning thoughtfully.  The taller youth shrugged slightly.

“A sea has land on three sides, like the Inner Sea, or the Nostramo Sea.”

“He’s making it up.”  Viole snickered.  “There’s no difference.  Miguel just likes to sound smart.”

“It’s true dammit, maybe if you read a book every once in a while, rather than just gossiping like the housekeeping staff, you’d know a little bit more about our world.”

“Hey Miguel, better to be silent and thought wise than to open your mouth and remove all doubt.”  Glare met smirk as the two dragonslayers faced off but Gatti coughed loudly, grabbing both their attention.

“Gentlemen, might I remind you that we’re up after hours, out of uniform and drinking wine I stole at great risk to myself.  If we make too much noise, the Watch is going to catch us and report us to the Captain.  If that happens, it won’t matter at all if there’s a difference between a sea and an ocean, because we’ll be dead.  If you’re going to sacrifice us all, make it about something good.”

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