⊹·ℕ𝔸ℕ𝔹𝔸𝕂𝔸 • 𝕆ℕ𝔼𝕊ℍ𝕆𝕋𝕊·⊹

⊹Elf×Reader

[Cloudland]

There's no world like this, a land filled with unimaginable creatures, tens of thousands species of everything, a realm only for the non-existent.

Dreams.

You control it, or it controls you. Either way, the outcome is nevertheless exciting.

It could scary, or a complete fairy tail, your fear or something you love. As exciting and interesting as it is, no dreams will ever come true.

It's sad sometimes when you had a really nice dream, but feel assured of that fact when you dreamt something scary.

A few nights ago, you had a creepy dream. A dream about some weird creature holding a sythe up your throat, whispering to you in multiple voices, "Soon, you'll become mine."

It never failed to make you shudder whent thinking about it, you were really happy that dreams won't and never will come true.

But what if there's a possibility that the unimaginable, such as dreams coming true, might Happened?

Maybe it's already happening.

Maybe that moment is now.

Like your dream, you see a creature slowly changing from a small form to a larger, fierce body, a sythe materializing out of each arms.

That creature was you.

Your whole Appearance changed drastically and horrifically, it was as if some reckless idiot pressed an unknown button that made you like this.

Like a monster out of this world, a monster that should only exist in nightmares.

Horrified, you examined your new face on the mirror as well as the sythe attached to your arms, saying you were scared was an understatement.

You were beyond horrified, questions lingered around your head, filling your thoughts as you looked for logical answers.

What caused this?
Is this monster really me?
What did I do to deserve this?

Is this just a nightmare?

Suddenly, a mockibg voice interrupted your thoughts, you could feel it's cold breathe rubbing your nape, "Soon, you'll become mine~"

Those words echoed through your head, repeating it in differing volume and different voices, mocking you.

You finnaly had enough and covered your ears as if that'd be enough to silence the creepy voices.

"WHO ARE YOU!?"

"LEAVE ME ALONE!!"

"WHAT DID I EVER DO TO YOU!?"

Covered in cold sweat, your eyes  shot open and you sat up, stiffly.

A hand reached out towards you, and being in that nightmare some moments ago, you quickly shrank back in fear.

"(Y/n), it's just me," The unusually soft voice of your lover put you at ease and made you sat up again, his hand making contact with yours.

With a sigh in relief, you smiled at him, "Sorry, Elf. Just.... another nightmare."

The blonde returned the smile but more mischievously and pushed you back on your pillow.
"Just do the usual, ignore it and go back to sleep."

"Ok," After shotting him one last smile, you went back to sleep and hopefully, will awoke there with a dream this time.

Elf quitely giggled at his now sleeping girlfriend and whispered, "See you in Cloudland, Specimen number 6~"

⊱⋅ ────⋅⊰

*Cloudland-
The realm of visionary speculation or poetic imagination

Credits: Merriam-Webster😗✌️