Legend says when you sleep,
You're taken to another land. Where your heart flys and
Wishes come true.
But sometimes such a land falls into shadows.
It becomes dark and dreary,
Where nightmares live and
Can haunt your very soul.
Such can be saved by the waking world.
But a choice must be made,
For sometimes the land of the living is to be feared as well.
Was there no solution?
Just the repetitive choices and
Decisions that one must
Repeatedly make?
O' but their was.
The children of sleep,
A pair of twins,
A brother, and a sister,
Made their choice by volunteer.
They shall sleep forever.
So have no fear.
The sleeping twins, shall slumber forevermore
So others can wake, and won't despair.
The world of day, shall live on,
Without the horrors,
That once plagued reality.
A castle was built around them,
By the gratitude of those awake.
A kingdom grew,
And time flew.
They were encased in a eternal youthful sleep,
Suspended by time.
The children of sleep were forgotten
Legends were told, and
Dusk turned to gold.
Remembered for centuries.
On cold December nights.
Festivals arise.
Gifts, music, and joy, to prize,
Played in memory of the twins.
Not quite forgotten.
Alive and well in memory.
Above, inside the castle.
The dreamers lay dormant
With their guardian by their side.
O' all was well within the lives of the kingdom.
But what was to happen,
If the dreamers awake?
YOU ARE READING
Dream Catcher
FantasiaThe Temple of Sleep, houses the twins of eternal slumber. The dreamers sleep until the blue moon sets. Then the blood moon shall rise. While they nap, the kingdom is guarded. Never shall they wake; Peace rules the land; Never shall they wake. U...
