Caramel

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The first thing he sees is a young woman, standing on the edge of a cliff. Under her, there was the sound of water crashing into the sharp edges of rock. The water was relatively calm today. Dream could feel a small breeze that smelled like saltwater. Her white toga, decorated with blue ribbons, was fluttering. She had dark brown hair, caramel eyes, and golden earrings in the form of wheat. Dream was stunned. The woman seemed sad, hopeless almost. Dream followed her gaze.

The horizon.

Hey, are you ok? Dream tried to comfort her. But as he tried speaking, no sounds left his body. Only then did he notice he was hovering over the abyss. Dream tried looking at his body. And even though just a few meters away, the woman couldn't see him. Before he could form a clear thought, the woman let out a surprised yelp.

She was lifted in the air, trying to keep balance. Instinctively Dream reaches out, but before he could grasp the woman, she was gone. Lifted by a force Dream couldn't explain himself.

All of a sudden Dream stands in a bedroom, now pitch-black night, the room was only lighted by the moon and a small Oil lamp. The Architecture was Greek. In front of him was a large bed with white sheets. Outside he could see a clear night sky that was filled with stars. He take a step closer to the bed. He could recognize the person sleeping, the young woman from the cliff. Somebody was cuddling with the brunette. Dream couldn't see their face, but he could make out the shape of wings.

Wings?

Dream leaned over to see the stranger's face, but it was too dark. He took the Oil lamp that was placed close to the bed and shined it in the winged creature's face. Dream gasped and almost dropped the lamp. The person had blond short hair, their face and shoulders covered with freckles, and they had a small scar on the corner of their lip. Dream was looking into a mirror.

Taking a moment too long to realize, a small drop of oil fell onto Dreams replica. The winged person shot up.

Instantly everything turned black. Laughter filled the draining silence. The laugh first normal-sounding slowly turned insane. Dream could make out a silhouette of a person, their arms to the side like they were about to start a fight with the world. But the mood changed rapidly, as the person broke down. Moments later Dream could make out whining and fast breathing, and words that sounded like

"No no no no no,

SHUT UP. Please.

Why do I remember so vividly?

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts

Help, help, help,

Help me..."

Dream didn't recognize the voice, it was shaky, angry, and demanding at the same time. This continued for a few more seconds until there was just silence.

Suddenly he was standing in a forest covered in snow. The pine trees were bending under the weight of the white powder. Dream heard heavy steps behind him. He turned and could see a tall creature with black wings, a green Yukata, and a white, green striped fishing hat. The creature almost looked like a bird, no, a crow.

"Will?!" the creature called out, their voice was nervous and afraid. They looked in all directions, the last one being up. With a sigh they took off, flapping their wings to gain in height. The snow under them has swept away, and with the blink of an eye, they were gone.

The scene changed for the fourth time. This time Dream was standing in front of a young man, with brown hair, a light blue hoodie and white cloud goggles on their head. He just handed them something. A silver necklace with a blue crystal flower on it. "Oh my, this is beautiful", the other's voice sounded like caramel in his ears, they had a British accent.

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