Not every child dreams a dream. No some dreams turn nightmarish ruining the child pure soul...people believed one child was a child of nightmares when in turn she was the dream maker, distributing dreams and nightmares to match the souls of the children.
Then one fate full night her world is shattered. Going 125 1/2 years strong she was the dream maker. Avoiding the demons raiding their world. But one day she cant avoid the when they invade her village.
Not hours into the fight shes forced to take up a fallen knights sword and defend the nasty village she grew up in.
She was the story teller. Telling stories of her past life's and fallen adventures.
She was done. She avoided the demons so she wouldn't fight. Fights and killing even one meant losing the abilities she worked so hard to earn and keep.
I am working on this as j got bored and read a story by a fellow poster and decided to start this....at 11:30 at night when i know tomorrow I'm a forget all about it and procrastinate finishing it...
But hey if you like please say so so i have a reason to finish it