Once there were two brothers.
Dream, and Nightmare.
It's pretty easy to guess what happened.
The tree. The villagers. Nim.
The apples.
Nightmare.
A small spark of hope was all it took.
After all, darkness consumes those trapped in despair.
Dream freed him from that.
Dream tried to save him.
He failed. Of course he did.
But he tried. That's what matters, right?
"Ah, yes. Now I remember."
Nightmare stood, isolated, in the carnage.
Before a stone statue.
A memory, preserved. A brother, lost.
"I didn't let it take me away though..." His voice was small. His mind struggled to recall exactly what had happened, his memories a disturbing blur of red... and red... and red...
He didn't think he wanted to remember. They are gone now.
"We were going to get out together, weren't we?"
No reply.
"...Let's go home, okay?" Nightmare picked up the statue, and walked away from a ring of bodies and dust, surrounding a low tree stump.
Where a golden crown glittered.
NEXT UP: 500 years later, the statue cracked.
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Toxic Positivity
FanfictionA Dreamtale fanfic. Mostly about me trying to make the Dreamtale brothers get along after the apple incident. And no ships. You know me :D Heavily inspired by @Clicheley's fanfic A Hidden Heart. https://www.wattpad.com/story/288140665-a-hidden-heart
