The Glory And The Dream Novels & Stories

Even as my control grows, the nightmares follow. I dream of Rhea again, but she’s not herself. She stands at the top of a mountain of ash, wearing a crown that... bleeds. Her eyes are molten gold, and her mouth is set in a smile I’ve never seen on her before. It's cold, divine and unreachable. Around her, the world burns. Wolves howl in agony. The skies scream. I try to reach her but she lifts her hand, and my storm dies in the air. I wake up gasping.

“Didn’t you?” Hope stared. The Dreamer raised its hand. A golden image appeared. Hope saw herself standing before three doors. One contained her family. One contained Adrian. One contained the peaceful world before her. The Dreamer spoke. “You said you wanted a life without sacrifice.” Hope looked at the image. “And?” “You chose peace.” Hope shook her head. “No. I would never choose a life without Adrian.” The Dreamer smiled. “Then why are you crying?” Hope touched her face. Tears were falling.

Come to me in the silence of the night; Come in the speaking silence of a dream; Come with soft rounded cheeks and eyes as bright As sunlight on a stream; Come back in tears, O memory, hope, love of finished years. O dream how sweet, too sweet, too bitter sweet, Whose wakening should have been in Paradise, Where souls brimfull of love abide and meet; Where thirsting longing eyes Watch the slow door That opening, letting in, lets out no more. Yet come to me in dreams, that I may live My very life again though cold in death:

My vision became blurry and soon it was covered by darkness itself. I had a dream. I knew it was a dream. It was so beautiful to be true. I was in Cameron's arms. Our bare skin stuck glue to each other, and my hands were snaked around his perfect sculpture of a body. I felt happy, and complete. Then frigid terrifying air crawled in, along with the face of darkness and slowly, almost frightening, everything began to disappear. Even Cameron and then I was left all alone, darkness eating through me.

He hung the phone up and gave her a searing look that set her whole body on fire. The story continues with Part 2 - From a Dream

~ The cloud rumbled, Heavy patter of rain drops on the roof awoke the sleeping Mareili. She rubbed her eyes and it took her a long moment to process that it was already morning.. Hm, she loved this. She loved it when she wakes to see a rainy weather. It makes her believe nature was trying to tell her to make peace with her soul and not trouble it with sadness. She propped herself up with a soft pillow, this time Leon wasn't by her side to surprise or rather shock her and she began to ponder if he had left already. She thought of calling him but immediately canceled the thought. She she slipped out of the bed and stood before her floor length framed mirror where she saw a horror of herself.

“I still don’t understand a word you’re saying and how do you expect me to believe you when I don’t understand what you’re saying.” “It’s your choice, if you don’t believe me the elders will be able to separate us and then nobody would be able to save the world.” “….. The world? What does my dying and waking got to do with the world?” “There’s a battle brewing up in the dream world, well more of a coup than a battle.” It says. “And everyone knows that the savior will win, he will then surely direct his anger on this realm. We both need to be strong if we want to have a chance to fight this war or better still don’t let it get here.”

"Open your eyes, I want to see in those deep dreamy eyes, my beautiful." Slowly she opened her eyes , they were full of love and want. A soft chuckle left his throat, seeing his shy girl turning into a tigress . Then once again he commanded her to touch herself. She never wanted to leave her grip over her friend yet she tried touching herself rolling on the bed. Seeing her like this he was getting harder, not able to stay apart he quickly grasped her hands and then entered into her slowly and slowly coaxing her. The doors were opened yet too small for a huge entry, beads of sweat were forming on the forehead. He said, " want me to come in", she nodded , he said, " it's going to hurt a bit bu

Sure enough, the look in his eyes flashed confusion. "A nightmare? You haven't had one of those in years." I chewed on my lower lip causing the worry to grow evident on his features even more. I exhaled heavily as I knew he was waiting for clarification. "Not necessarily a nightmare. It was a dream where you guys were there to save me. I always dreaded waking up afterwards though. Because everytime I woke up, I realized that it was just a dream..." I felt the stinging sensation in my eyes and quickly took another deep breath.

The dreamscape around them was alive with possibilities, a realm where stories took flight and imagination knew no bounds, a sanctuary where hearts spoke in whispers and souls danced in joy. In the heart of the dream grove, Theo and Axel discovered a hidden path that led to a garden of glowing crystals, each gem reflecting the light of a thousand stars. The crystals pulsed with a gentle energy, their colors shifting and changing with the ebb and flow of the dream world, a reminder of the beauty and wonder that surrounded them.