I was a damsel in distress, captured by an evil wizard to be his bride. The wizard had long, straight white hair that only reached his chin and though he was young and pretty good-looking, he was still evil. I especially didn't like the way he treated me. I was in a puffy, cream colored gown with layers and laces. It looked like a wedding dress but I was already wearing it when he captured me. The truth of it all was I was betrothed to someone I didn't love and the wizard took me on my wedding day. I was a little happy for that. But when he himself forced me to marry him, I said I'd rather rot in his prison. And so he left me there.
My cell was a long, dark pit but square in shape. I tried climbing out of it but in the end I was so tired I fell asleep. In the Dream, I dreamt again. I opened my eyes and I found myself in the castle. I walked through the rooms and found gowns of different colors still on mannequins. They looked very pretty but I had no time to try them or anything. Quickly I went outside to the grounds and found my family and friends. I had an older sister named Lorina and she was panicking wondering where I was. I remember she had brown hair and was wearing a great orange dress. I ran up to her crying that I was here safe and sound, but alas I passed through her like some kind of ghost!
I was frightened. No one could see me or hear me. Thinking that I had died and become a phantom, I began to cry, when suddenly I heard a voice behind me, “You're not dead. You're a Dream that's all.” I turned around and saw a boy my age standing idly about like nothing's wrong. I asked how that was possible. “When you sleep, your spirit floats you see. It comes out of your body and becomes a Dream itself to the real world.” As he spoke to me, he didn't seem to smile. He had a rather soft but cheerless expression on his face. I didn't ask why nor who he was but he brought a lot of comfort to me.
He showed me around and comforted me when I felt sad and lost. In my head I thought he was like the Cheshire cat; a mysterious being that crossed between these two worlds. He was very attractive. He had grey eyes and short, wavy, black hair. As we walked side-by-side through the crossroads of Dreams, I found myself falling for him. My heart beat faster when I got so close to him. I saw his open hand at the corner of my eye and reached out for it gently. I held him. To my surprise he held me back. On his still stoic face, he was blushing; very hard. I felt so happy... but our happiness could not last. He was but a Dream muse and I was plainly a visitor.
I think the reason he was sad was because he knew my stay with him would be temporary. As I realized that I gripped his hand tighter. I didn't want to leave him. If I returned to the real world, I'd find myself in the cold, dark prison of an evil wizard. Even if I was rescued, I'd have to go back and marry someone I did not love. I didn't realize it at first but the Dream world we were walking through was shattering like glass, slowly and steadily. I suddenly had a pain in my head. We were on the ground and he held me, telling me to calm down... His voice, it almost made me cry... I was going to go now... I was going to leave him...
I woke up.
I was really sad my persona couldn't find her fairy tale with the muse but I think this is going to be a base of an incredible story later on! Also, the boy shockingly looked a lot like Fou, if he were much much older from the first time I dreamt him. Throughout the Dream, the muse and my persona really had a deep connection; but the weirdest part after recognizing him as Fou, he seemed to recognize me too as if he was meeting me again. Weird eh? Fou is from an old dream I had a long time ago which you can read here.
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