Prologue

Look there, no there. Do you see it? The way the sun softly hits the flowers in the middle of the meadow? A boy dances freely through a field of cherry blossoms, as if he was in a whole new world. One where we do not exist, only him and the music. He was smiling from head to toe, silently calling you to join him.

Maybe you should, maybe you will.

Step by step, you cautiously place your foot through the grass trying not to crush the flowers. Each flower is someones dream, a precious memory. So vibrant and fragile. You stop in the middle of the field as the boy floats and dances above you.

"Why did you stop?", the boy asks. "I am listening for something, i am not sure what i am listening for but i feel as if it is important."

You turn and look around. A simple yet elegant butterfly soars pass your ear. Little white flower petals float down from a nearby tree. The boy takes your hand as a song begins to play. He looks you in the eyes quietly asking you to finish the unwritten notes of a song that your mother used to sing to you at night. You close your eyes, take a deep breath, smell the sweet fresh air.

You finally feel like you belong somewhere even if this is just a dream. You look up at the perfectly blue sky, when suddenly it begins to rain. Little round specks of water drips down the sides of the bright green leaves.

"Come on", the boy says as he pulls your arm. "Let's go, hurry!"

As you run, you notice the sky was beginning to darken into a hue of orange and reds. He leads you to a door, which was decorated with ancient carvings of a story. You take this chance to glance upwards to discover a pile of bright green leaves the shape of hearts. An oak tree. Curiously, you open the door to find a portal.

"What is this...this thing? I mean it's amazing", you ask the boy. His smile remains, bright and reassuring. I yawn signifying my tiredness. "Go home", he says. "But you didn't answer my question...i want an answer", i said. "Do not be impolite, it is not good to ask questions", he said. "Now do not worry i will be here waiting for you and so will this world", he says. "This world? What exactly is this world anyway?", i ask.

"This is Dream Dimension.", he replies. At that moment your eyes flutter open. As you sit up in your bed, a book falls to the floor with a thud. It's glistening title reveals the name Dreams. Breathing heavily, you begin to recall what had happened before and during the dream. You begin to laugh, brushing the dream off just as you did every other dream after the first. I hope to see you again my friend...

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