Dreams and Reality
Dreams and Realities mix together.
To form something that we call imagination.
Little dreamers get shut down for what they believe or want to.
Yet, have you ever wondered if the dreams at night is a real life.
Luna's eyelids fluttered as she began to fall asleep, she felt her soul start to slip away to the land of dreams. Feeling a tingle go up her spine and then felling her spirit float away, she began to dream as she did every night in the astral planes. She was walking, her feet bare, in a soft white dress, looking around at the beautiful place she now stood. She had had this dream before and was pretty sure it did not end well. The clear beautiful space around her seemed to die. She gasped, watching as the sky turned a dark black and the plants and grass around her all shriveled up and died.
"I'm here my love," came a voice that had haunted her dreams forever. "come with me once and for all"
"No," she whispered and turned around to see him. He was just as beautiful and haunting as she had last remembered. He had hair the color of silver that was cut short, eyes as dark as ash, skin of ivory. He was a head taller than her and strong but slim, with long agile fingers.
She sucked in a breath, "never," she growled, and the dream went dark as her spirit hurtled back in her body. She sat up sweating.
"not again," she groaned, " he can't be back"
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Jake sat up and rubbed his head, stretched then got out of his bed for a glass of water. He couldn't remember any of his dreams, or he just didn't have any. He walked into his
bathroom and took his cup getting some water. He looked in the mirror at his dark eyes and silver hair and once again wondered what's wrong with him. There had always been a feeling that things happened to him that he or anyone else could ever understand. Walking back to bed he laid down to go back to a dreamless sleep. After all, tomorrow would be his first day at public school. Closing his eyes he began to slip into unconsciousness.
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