Dreamspell

Waking Up

{words typed here} are helpful bits for the reader

when you see a line of ()()()()()()()() it means that the perspective changes from reality to fiction or the other way around

there was never a world like dreamspell. It was a bumbling valley of color, away from the grey abyss that was real life. It was different though something was ... well hard to explain. My jeans were stained blue from running in the catmint section  of blue burrows valley. The smell of blue raspberry cotton candy was enough to knock you over, which normally it was more of a welcoming embrace to your surroundings. it was still peaceful but slowly losing its serenity. My getaway was starting to run away from me. I came less and less and saw more and more of the gadget guy {and this guy was beginning to get on my nerves.} It was like Atlantis, the more it grew the less it would show itself. Feeling it slip away I shuttered at the darkness. I was no longer in dream spell I was left in the old abandoned orphanage that I called home. Memories of color and smells flooded me as if I was a storm gate. I tried to recreate my paradise but was like trying to tame a tiger. I felt useless for no one would know or believe me if I told them about the spell. I tried to get ready for work but something just didn't feel right.

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I decided to quit my job last week and quiet literally i'm insane. From; seeing weird multi colored valleys, men in trench coats with huge rusty cog hats and what else .... Oh yeah and to quitting my job. Definitely going to need a physiologist ... too bad that cost money... It's been a week and am jobless, soon to be homeless {considering I live in an old abandoned orphanage that at some point will be torn down by the city}, and quickly losing MY GODDAMNED MIND. 15 and crazy sounds about right. {taking into account that I'm a Douglas it could be a whole lot worse, we Douglas's are known for tragedy and irony filled tales of woe.} My parents included they died together in a car crash in front of a hospital. It's like a curse that never goes away. My mind is a stallion gallivanting in every hard and emotional topic you could possibly think on. I shifted to the door, it was an old broken door. Light gleamed through its broken colored glass window, colored brightness ricocheted off the door and throughout the structure. The light seemed to be the only warm or sensible thing anywhere. Irrelevant as it was the sun gave me a thought maybe the dream casters only work at midday because it was way too early and before had been way too late. I laughed aloud, for I was truly going mad if only I could wait till noon then try to hallucinate and see things again. I paced the room annoyed by myself and angered by my choices. Losing my job was stupid but wanting to hallucinate on purpose now that's just bonkers. I sat down on the bed groggily debating what I should do, quickly I got dressed. I packed everything thoroughly which surprisingly was only a backpack and duffel bag. I pack only what I need and what can be of use. Blinded by the sun and angered by life I set out. The orphanage was on a hill overlooking the town of Aqua Rose. it had been a week since I last headed down into town, and I hadn't really planned on going back. Slowly I made my way down the hill without any real purpose. Thunk Thunk Thunk, I heard my shoes pleading for suicide underneath me as I trudged down the hill side. My blue and black high tops had been through absolute hell my shoestrings have no tassels, and as you walked you could hear the souls flapping like birds. Everything I own is like that; my jeans are permanently stained green at the knees, my blue baseball cap was held together by strings, even my shirt had ripped sleeves and worn fabric. Keeping my head down I passed the pizza shop and the bookstore, in which I had worked part time at both. At a quickened pace I acted as if I didn't notice the glares they had from the window and kept moving. I decided that because I had a whole jar of change {that I had been saving ever since my parents funeral when I was around 3} that I would easily cash into one hundred and seventy-five dollars and needed new shoes I would trade it in. when you think about money 175 is not a lot in fact it's almost nothing but that doesn't matter. i decided against it then why waste money on shoes. i walked till the town became dark and quiet. You would never expect for a town to be deep in the woods and in front of a hill. But among the trees and in front of the hill on the west end of the world stood Aqua Rose. the starry night sky hung over the treetops like a big circus top. While bright stars shone through most of the canopy. I came to a clearing where the sky was as clear as crystal. Crisp cool air nipped at my face, as I completely stopped deadlocked. I decided that enough was enough and called it a night and started to set up camp. ()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()

I woke up in a wide valley of yellow, my eyes just trying to adjust to the oh so bright gradient of color. The yellow grass and marigolds where more than abundant. I noticed that I was in clothes that were new and fitting even; my backpack, duffel bag and hat seemed almost as if they had never been used before. My hair was thoroughly washed and neatly brushed behind my ears {which normally was only washed and almost always hidden under a blue tiger's cap}. From afar I could see a person, he was; slender and pasty white with thick blond spiked hair. He wore a long brown trench coat with a matching top hat. his hat and coat had cogs and rusty metal bits and more cogs sewn into it as if steampunk had puked up on it. the biggest middle gog had the Word Gizmo branded into the metal. I could tell just by the way sun hit his coat that it was the gadget guy. {This Guy has to be the world's most annoying dudes of all guys} "Ginger where have you been why we missed you around dreamspell." he shouted towards me in his bold British accent "I... I've been busy" I called back "Well then you're a busy a girl to be gone a whole week and certainly not without notice" he said matter-a-fact kind of tone "yeah I know gizmo but something's been...off...Lately maybe it's not being here as often" I said quietly {I Can't stand this Dude he is definitely on my Bad list here's why }; this Dude has been following me for as longs as I have been coming to this dream spell paradise thing. and am beginning to think that under his pretty smirk that seems so nice and familiar, that he is really just ever so slowly taking it away from me. And I swear; if this guys are smart enough to figure out how to take away the only good thing i have, am going to kill him. Gizmo {the gadget guy} looked at me with this look of just shock "you are very smart compared to most" he said in an annoyed voice "what do you want from me gizmo if that is even your real name" I responded "first of all my name gizmo gadget the gadget guy 5th caster in the gadget historical family line. Second of all I want to show to the caster's realm Third of all How Do You Know MY NAME?!." i looked at him with the most annoyed look ever "it's on your hat and you just said it smart ass, now what about a caster realm" I annoyed look slowly turned to puzzled on "what even is that" I said quizzically. "Well you are a spell you come here in your dreams and leave when your caster chooses. Casters influence the spells... but if you come to the caster's realm you will become caster and have the power to control spells instead of being one" "huh...wait... what "I stuttered (so This Guy can control my dreams... WAIT is he from the government? A guy probably from the government can control my dreams?! NOPE am absolutely without a doubt INSANE) "so you work for the FBI" I demanded he looked at me and rolled his eyes "I'll have you know that DreamSpell.Inc is not part of nor is it affiliated with the FBI nor the Government. DreamSpell.Inc is run by high corporate officers so do you want the upgrade or Not ?!" "yes I want the upgrade but will it cause problems with the law" I asked concernedly "Nope you're basically saved from reality" he said nonchalantly "this way to the caster's realm" his accent adding to his loud and bold voice, sound echoing through the marigolds. He quickly and happily floated closer towards me. Within minutes he picked me up and hung me over his shoulder. The ground was three under my feet but that gives me anxiety. He walks at a quick pace; so quick the colors are starting to blur and out i was. ()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()