The Mother of Dreams

🍎 Prologue 🍎

Key:

(E/c) = Eye Color
(Y/n) = Your Name

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In a small cottage, hidden in the foliage of the woods, lived a woman. A woman who had lived there since the day of her creation. This woman was known by many names, but the one she was given at birth was, (Y/n).

(Y/n) was special, behind her human exterior, she was far from a mortal. She has loved for many, many years, centuries even, for she was tha guardian of nature.

She protected the forest, and the many plants and wildlife that resides in it. She's in tune with the earth, a constant connection, feeling even the smallest of rot beginning to form, feeling when a new flower bloomed, or when one died.

Though, contrary to what many believe, her job was far from easy. Some may think, she simply walks around the forest, fixing what's wrong. In a way they're correct, but there's more to it. She must use her own energy, and very soul to fix the damage, the bigger the issue, the more energy it took.

So when villagers moved in a little under a decade ago, she had much to fix. They had chopped many trees down and left trash and litter around the forest. It was difficult to say the least, she spent most of her energy fixing the forest and regrowing. She had probably spent a year resting afterwards, a year to reenergize.

When she rested, and took time to reenergize, to an outsiders eye, she looked like she was sleeping. Her eyes closed, and physical form limp and unaware. Her consciousness however, wandered, stuck in a void of sorts. She had spent many years in the void, having spent the time to rest, to learn new things. She even took up crocheting.

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Once (Y/n) woke up, she felt bubbly, energized. She used this new energy to visit the village, wanting to see just what they used all the forest's resources on. She breached the forest's edge, pausing only slightly. It had been many years since she left the forests comforting embrace.

She pushed herself, leaving the forest, and almost in awe at what she saw. It wasn't the forest, no, it was the tree. A tall oak tree, one that grew apples. These apples however, they were half golden, and half black. An anomaly in nature, but such a beautiful one.

She had practically run to the tree, looking over it with bewildered eyes. As she looked closer, she noticed something about the black apples, they weren't really black, they seemed to hold the galaxy within them. Her hand reached to touch them-

"What are you doing?" A voice called from behind her. She jumped, turning around, an apology on her tongue, she couldn't seem to get it out though, being thrown speechless.

In front of her stood another guardian, that's what the being had to be. (Y/n) could sense it, the almost overwhelming aura that followed them, she may have been intimidated if she wasn't a guardian herself.

The guardian was green, their hair a slightly darker green, and they were wearing.. pink?

"Oh." The other guardian spoke plainly, seemingly just now understanding that (Y/n) was another guardian. (Y/n) let out a small nervous laugh,