When you have magic, you can do anything, but make things right.
I saw cloudy skies try to pull me in, my sleep forever, I was trapped by my evil past. Who knows where I am, trapped in a dungeon, sleeping in a cave, or just dead and I'm just in the dead world.
I didn't realize all this until the dream.
I remember something strange...in a field like water was a stone wolf, it seemed as old as the Earth, the details were incredible. At the bottom said, "Everything in this world is one."
What was it talking about...which world, Mine or the real one? Was there even a "real" world? Was it all in my head and...this was the world, the "real" world.
I heard my friends conversing in the distance, I didn't want anybody in my space. I didn't want them to know what I had just found out, about the world thing.
They probably aren't even real, my mind hissed, it wasn't me thinking, it was illusion. Illusion is a evil me, she was trapped sometime ago, I don't want my friends to meet her, she's too...crazy.
My house was my only safe space. I could talk to myself about things I would never tell anybody, not even my closest of friends, because I know they would be freaked out or mad. Stop being afraid, you have a perfect world here, enjoy it. Illusion whispered in my mind silently, her voice always sounded evil and sexual.
"This is a hell hole, it's all lies you know," I grunted, throwing my stuff off tables and shelves. The sound of glass shattering blocked out the noise outside.
"Everything in this world, which world?" I asked myself, waiting for a stupid answer from Illusion. I didn't get one obviously...
My eyes dropped onto a piece of paper, which looked like moon berry tree paper. A rare paper that used to be used by "the writers", a group of spider-eye Breilwings, they could see the future, past, and present(obviously the present). They made books, to tell their kind about the past or future. I don't know.if they are still there, making books.
I turned the paper around, i saw a picture of the world, with beasts surrounding it. I was there too, with completely black eyes. It had the words, "power turns heros' to villains. The worlds are one."
I touched my white tear markings on my face, my mind stood in one place for a few minutes, then I dropped the paper. I shaked my head aggressively, trying to get rid of the thoughts.
Your being a idiot, what if your friend mystery is watching...ooo, or your boyfriend, that would be amazing! Illusions sarcasm ripped my thoughts away. All I felt now was anger, living with her was torture, she always talked about the bad things. She's the reason why i can't clearly read minds anymore.
A loud, ear-piercing boom rang out, it came from outside.
I ran out, expecting my friends to scream in fear or pain. But I didn't hear, or see that, all I saw was a black, cloudy sky, and light-green grass. My friends fell to the ground, they didn't seem dead or harmed...they seemed sleepy. But the grass...it was cold, like it was trying to eat my claws with ice.
I lifted my head up, my eyes closed, I sniffed my air. It was dusty and smoky. My breath was warm, it made clouds in the freezing air. I opened my eyes and saw a white light in front of me. I jumped back in fear of my life.
"Who are you?" the voice was echoey, magical even.
I straightened up, trying to be taller then it. "I'm Mysterious, of the nightwings and sandwings!" I raised my voice. Acting stronger and unafraid.
It shaped itself into a wolf, it looked at me, Then frowned. "Mysterious of the nightwings and sandwings, you need to return to the real world. You will be hated and loved, you will meet all your friends. And make new ones," it purred.
The murky cave gave me chills, so much so that i yelled with fright.
There was a small fire ahead of me, it had symbols all around it. I could read some of it...it was deatic. It said, "This portal leads to darkness, keep the fire safe, then the darkness won't come. Only animus dragons can enter and leave." My voice was full of dust and cobwebs, like I have been here for years.
There was a orb in front of me, like the one in the dream...but the color was yellow.
I reached for the orb, then put my talons around it, feeling the power it possessed.
My eyes went blank, as I saw things that happened before, my past, why i'm here...
I dropped the orb and groaned. Looking at the fire, I walked into it, it just licked at my scales. "Let me pass through this hell," I winced as the fire ate at my scales now.
Illusion leaped out of my mind and hisses, her white scales blinding me for a bit, but I didn't care, i was going home!
