For the challenge of "memory," with a title stolen from Tanakh and a beta by Eliza.

Gojyo floats on the river of her voice. Something is lacking, but there's no urgency. He doesn't miss it. He's not happy, but nor is he sad.

When he wakes, this is what he remembers: in the dream, he is never sad.

He wants to ask Sanzo and Hakkai if they regret remembering, but he thinks he knows the answer. Neither of them take loss well, not even of pain. He has seen them both fight dreams, and a dream is what the forgetting has become.

A dream in which he does not remember his mother never sang to him.

~END~