Encompassed By You {DNF}{Fluff}

1~ A new beginning.

Dream the freak, is what he was called. Dream, the masked freak. He had curly, sandy blonde hair which he always covered with his favorite green hoodie. He would wear that hoodie even through summer. The people in Dreams town must have forgotten that under the bright mask he puts on, he still has emotions. Dream was poor boy who became a poor man.

He had lost everything in his life, his family, his possessions. He had nothing to lose any more, what was the point in living? Dream stood there on the bridge not a person in sight, damp from the rain. He put his hands in his pockets, trying to warm them from the freezing temperatures. Was he really going to end it all then and there? Dream pulled out compass from his left pocket. The compass he held in his hands, pointing north. Contemplating what he should do, he had nothing else, no hope, no reason to live anymore. Shrugging his shoulders he walked away from the bridge. It was settled he would move in the morning.
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Dream awoke to the town stray rubbing against his arm, purring. No one in town liked Patches. She would often steal things like fish and jewelry. Only he took care of her and showed her affection. Dream scratched behind her ears before setting of on his journey to find love. He had little money, but just enough to buy some rations for the road. He compass was straight ahead, which was directly North, which was coincidentally on the traders path. The traders path was a way to travel go from town to town, it was originally called this because only town traders used the path. A bag hanging on his shoulders, wrist guiding him the way, he'd say he was ready but boy oh boy he wasn't.

Dream began to fantasize what his soulmate might look like. Would it be a boy or girl? What color eyes would they have? Would they even like him?! Before Dream even noticed, it began to snow. He began shivering uncontrollably. In the far distance there was a small cottage off the path. Dream ran to it trying to escape the freezing weather. He arrived at the house and knocked on the door profusely. Faint steps were approaching the door, eventually a man his age with glasses on opened the door. "Are you going to come in?" He said, the man had a soft voice, relaxing even. Dream nodded and entered his house. Inside this place is warm outside it starts to pour. "My name's Darryl, but you can call me Bad!"

"Bad?" Dream asks, unsure if he heard that correctly. "Yes?" Bad answers back, whilst turning the stove on for the kettle to boil. "Why do you not live in town?" Dream again asks, trying to figure out if it was safe to stay the night, or until the snow stops. "I was exiled!" He said very cheerfully. "I was framed for something I didn't do. The town called me 'Bad' then exiled me. I don't care all that much because I get to live in this cool house!" Bad said whilst making some tea. Dreams eyes wondered to his wrist, there was a band, shinning a brilliant purple. This man has met his soulmate.

Dream thought he was too kind to actually do anything well... Bad. "Tea?" He asked holding out a cup of tea. Dream couldn't refuse on two occasions (1) He desperately needed something to drink. And (2) Bad was just to kind for Dream to say no. The two sat in silence sipping on their tea until Bad looked out the window, it was already quite dark. "Follow me. I'll show you your bedroom for tonight!" Bad said walking into a hallway.

Chapter music quote! "Inside this place is warm, outside it starts to pour" paragraph 4. The song is sweater weather! God I love that song.

Sorry for the short chapter I'm not very good with beginnings.