Dreamfinder Figment Novels & Stories

His shadow was missing, leaving an eerie emptiness at his feet. Dizziness clouded my vision, and as my consciousness wavered, a figure materialized out of the darkness. Hayden, the enigmatic ruler of the mythological Underworld, stood before me. My eyes widened in shock and fear as I believed he had come to reclaim me, to take me back to the realm of shadows and despair.

“As long as you don’t let mine define me, then we’re good. We are blessed to have you with us on this. Let me ask you this… I believe that I know where we need to go in the Dreamworld, but the terrain has a tendency to change. Would you be able to help us get there?” He contemplated on my question before nodding confidently. “I believe so, yes. Dream Fae are able to visualize pathways and destinations. I would need to see how the world responds to you before you take on the tri-form and then after taking on the tri-form,” he explained. That would me we would have to go tonight. As much as I would love to say no, it was something that had to be done. “Dominique is on assignment, beautiful. I

It was faint and no more than just a silhouette but I knew this was the memory I had been trying to grab. I imagined myself moving toward the figure in the house I had created in my mind. My movements were sluggish, as if I was being weighed down by some invisible force. Everything around me was glowing with a deep crimson red as I fought harder and harder to reach the figure that was just beyond me. Growing tired and frustrated I threw my hands out in anger. I watched as a rush of blue electricity flowed from my hands and the fog began to clear. The red haze had disappeared as quickly as it had taken over. I was finally able to make out the figure in front of me, the memory I had been tryin

As we ventured deeper into the heart of the imbalance, the air grew thick with an eerie, pulsating energy. I could feel the weight of the prophecy bearing down upon me, the fate of our realm hanging precariously in the balance. Suddenly, a figure emerged from the shadows. Damien, the mysterious and powerful sorcerer who had once rejected me, now stood before me with a look of determination. "I know I was wrong to push you away," he said, his voice filled with conviction. "I realize now that I was blind to the true extent of your power and potential. I want to make it right, to help you fulfill the prophecy and restore balance to the realm."

*Zander* Freya had uncovered a hidden gateway between the realms through her relentless research and decoding of ancient inscriptions. It was a secret passage, invisible to everyone’s eyes, existing for ages yet untouched by any soul. But I was desperate—desperate to meet the woman who haunted my dreams and held the answers I sought. I was ready to go to any lengths, to pay any price, no matter how steep.

"That was an intrusion." "An intrusion?" "The Architects," Liam walked to the window, staring out at the dark night. "They realized they couldn't capture her physically. So they recruited a Dreamwalker." "A psychic?" Alex asked skeptically. "Someone who can project their consciousness into the minds of those connected to the Element," Liam explained. "They are trying to break her will. To lure her out. Or drive her mad." Jackson clenched his fist. "How do I shoot a dream? How do I kill a nightmare?"

*Zander* Freya had uncovered a hidden gateway between the realms through her relentless research and decoding of ancient inscriptions. It was a secret passage, invisible to everyone’s eyes, existing for ages yet untouched by any soul. But I was desperate—desperate to meet the woman who haunted my dreams and held the answers I sought. I was ready to go to any lengths, to pay any price, no matter how steep.

his voice jerked me back to reality. "hmm can I get your order"I said trying to sound confident, his voice sent me to planet zecury,I don't even know if it exists. "Two pot pies and one smoothie" he said back, with his eyes fixed on me. For the first time I saw genuine admiration and not the usual look of lust I was used to.

"It's called a somnium beast. They only exist in the dream realm, and they're what my father forced me to create to help him take out those who opposed him." "You created that thing?" I demand, unable to believe what I'm hearing. "How?" "I'm a dream weaver, remember?" Nodding, I begin to recall when I first met Barren and he explained how dream walking worked. There were four different types of dream walkers: observers, travelers, benders, and weavers.

Ban: So… Lord Drago: I was really trying to keep this a secret but… Come Forth! Spier! (Night sky) A crack in space just besides Lord Drago appears and as that pitch black crack widens, a creepy hand holds the edge of the crack space and a figure creepily appears out of the crack space. A shadowy figure that sent chills to my spine but somehow I kept my cool. It was tall and had wings that were incredibly torn and scary. It grew horns and had long hair. Its figure seems to be that of a woman but that creepiness is insane. If I had to really compare it. I’d say it's similar to a forest fairy you see in movies that got bitten by a zombie and a vampire at the same time and now it's a Fairy Zomb