The Dreams

Let's start from the beginning! Maybe.

The Dream World has become a blur. My years are skipping. I cannot tell what is real, what began, what was lost. I don't know what the beginning would be anymore. The Dreams repeat. I am slowly gaining the advantage to 'change the outcome'.
They are changing.
I am changing them.

I do not remember the beginning; or what started it all. Let's start with the one I fear the most. WHO I fear the most.

All of a sudden everything was Bright, Red. All I felt was the need to RUN! But, I couldn't move.
I felt frozen.
Even in the HEAT.
I was not alone. That much I could FEEL. A Box. A Cage. Nothing but walls of lava, a man whose life lies in my hands, and THE KING!
And the journey so far.

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This will be made up of small, short stories. That's why it's "The Dream World"