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 Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2005 9:22 am
Property of Chesh and Donna
Please refrain from posting.
Anyone found here posting other than Donna the Vixen and those given her express permission will be reported to a moderator. stare NO exceptions
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2005 9:23 am
Beginnings The soft glow of an idle computer was all to be seen, the gentle blue light illuminating my pale features as I lay trembling upon my bed with tears coursing down my cheeks. I had done it again, slit my wrist in the dead of night when I could cry alone, all in hopes of no one finding the shimmering blood that pooled beneath the wound. Most people would call this a cry for attention, a cry for help perhaps...but no...This was my cry to be left alone. I watched the light for a while, my gaze taking in every aspect of my room. It was a nice place in all, an oaken nightstand at my side leading to a cherrywood bookshelf that held more than its share of things collected from 'Wonderland'. I had always been fond of it..trying to get through the looking glass and away from this world, but nothing worked and I often ended up for the worse.
It had been a hard day for me, the flecks of blood splattered upon the knife proving that well enough on its own, it had been nothing but pain and ridicule as usual. In my mind even, I could still still see their mocking faces as they again called me a freak. I had never been truly accepted for my strange dreams and outlook on things, and it was made known to me every day as I was pushed further into a hellish nightmare.. A fresh wave of tears came at this thought, a hatred for all society...I had done nothing to deserve such things...but if dreaming makes me a freak then so be it.
After a few moments of quiet, occasionally broken by a sob that had escaped me, I sat up from the down pillows beneath me and staggered to my feet. Mom would notice the knife missing, she would know if I didn't put it back, so I gained my ground and slowly made my way down the stairs that lay at the end of the dark corridor. I was forced to clutch the rail for dear life, searing pain lancing through my arm as I moved it down the black metal slowly and stopped before the kitchen to catch my breath.
I put the knife back within the board from whence it came and turned to leave, pausing for a moment to gaze out the crystal door front to look into the empty streets where only a ruddy orange glow was seen. Wait? there was something there, and although I couldn't understand what it was at the time I wanted it more than anything. There, in the frigid grasp of night was a sort of ripple, beyond the small row of tattered houses and beyond the fringed trees that lay so far beyond that.
My eyes grew wide with wonder, had this been what I'd sought for so many years of trying to go through the looking glass as Alice once had.. It didn't matter. I ran up the stairs, pausing at the bathroom to bandage my wrist before going back into the calm of my room and pulling on some clothing as I was sure that I couldn't go in my pajamas, leaving a note for my mother, then setting downstairs and through the door.
If it had been anyone with more sense, they would have packed food and supplies, but not me. All I grabbed was my small shotgun, walking shoes, and my hoodie before making my way cautiously through the guts of the ghetto where I lived. Luckily, there were no gangs that night, only a few feral cats running before me as I turned the bend and to the mouth of this hell hole. Trash and debris lay on eighther side of me, yet right now I didn't care as I normally would and only fixated my amber gaze upon the ripple and ran forth towards it with as thought nothing else existed.
Unfortunately, I had also disregarded cars in my adventure and was only too sorry to hear the loud horn of one scream at me as I ran across the road. I was paralyzed, like a deer as I stared into the headlights, eyes wide with pure horror. But the car only plunged forward, unable to stop itself, but could only attempt to swerve around my frail form that lay waiting for its death. As it came near me my heart pounded madly with fear, a single tear escaping me just before it hit before I was slammed into by an unseen force seemed to knock me clear of the vehicle and into the brambles a moment before I what really would have been the end.
All I could do for a moment was lay there stunned, the icy claws of fear still raking at my pounding heart for what seemed an eternity before I pushed myself up and looked for what had saved my life. "Hello?! Is anyone there?!...Anyone?" no reply greeted my calls, only a stiff breeze caressed over the place I had once stood before I forced myself up. Somehow I wasn't surprised at this, knowing well strange things were happening within the world I so loathed. But even then I felt like I owed this force, this thing, my life and gratitude. "Thank you..whatever you are"..that was all I whispered into the night before again turning away and going towards my goal, all with a little more caution of course, running across the hillock and into the very fringe of forest where my destiny lay.
I looked up into the night once more as I entered the forest, seeing the ripple was only a ways from where I was now, yet it was fading.. No.. I couldn't let it go! I'd waited so long to escape this world and now was my chance, without a moment to spare I tore through the brush; brambles and thorns clinging to my clothing and tearing away my flesh as I ran forth blindly towards what I had desired for fourteen years of torment.
Fourteen years... years of pain and rejection, years of crying alone in the night, years of insanity as my childhood and body was shattered. This had to be the end, of eighther this world or of my life for I would die before missing my chance again.
The ripple again seemed to shrink before me, although in the clearing ahead I could see its depthless sea before me in an ever shrinking rush of darkness. Without thinking I lunged forward, my body colliding with the entrance in an explosion of light and sorrow as I broke through the barrier and both I and the ripple vanished from existence, leaving only the calls of a few dogs to mourn my disappearance.
As I awoke my eyes were greeted with nothing, an endkess void of darkness that masked even my own body from sight. I paniced, thinking I had gone blind fear consumed me and I tried desperatley to see once more. This was to no avail, nothing but tears welling within those sightless pools of gold as they looked out into the void.
Child of pure unclouded brow
And dreaming eyes of wonder!
Though time be fleet, and I and thou
Are half a life asunder,
Thy loving smile will surely hail
The love-gift of a fairy tale.
I have not seen thy sunny face,
Nor heard thy silver laughter;
No thought of me shall find a place
In thy young life's hereafter--
Enough that now thou wilt not fail
To listen to my fairy tale.
A tale begun in other days,
When summer suns were glowing--
A simple chime, that served to time
The rythm of our rowing--
Whose echoes live in memory yet,
Though envious years would say "forget"
Come, hearken then, ere voice of dread,
With bitter tidings laden,
Shall summon to unwelcome bed
A melancholy maiden!
We are but older children, dear,
Who fret to find our bedtime near.
Without, the frost, the blinding snow
The storm wind's moody madness--
Within, the firelights ruddy glow
And childhoods nest of gladness.
The magic words shall hold thee fast:
Thou shalt not heed the raving blast.
And though the shadow of a sigh
May tremble through the story,
For "happy summer days" gone by,
And vanish'd summer glory--
It shall not touch, with breath of bale
The pleasence of our fairy tale.
((written by Lewis Carrol))
My name is..well..I can't tell you my name anymore..I forgot it such a long time ago..such a very long time ago..I don't remember much now, as I am but a Dream lost within this endless void called Nowhere..
What is Nowhere you ask?
Nowhere is where Dreams come from..the very imagination of human children as adults cannot dream..why am I not with a child?
Simple.
I was forgotten like many dreams are..
My realm has shifted though..it always does..I don't even believe I am in Nowhere any longer but a place where reality and nightmare has shattered against one another...I suppose this might be Nowhere..but there is..something different..there's..there's a heartbeat...I must find this heartbeat before it fades away...before the nightmares find it..before they find this rip in the world.. and before the heartbeat dies away...
There in the darkness I lay, curled up in a helpless ball waiting for this place to shift and return me home..or at the very least take me away from the thickening pool of ebony that rippled and shifted around me in a sickening manner. Although afriad, I wondered at this, and stretched my hand out to greet the movement yet to my dismay nothing but sheer ice met my fingertips and I jerked away from the bitter sensation.
A small crack seemed to appear in the void as I pulled from it though, causing a soft glow to spark in its unphathomable regions, a soft glow shining brightly before me and hope swelling within me once more. It was a small thing, just the size to fit in ones palm if you let it..and I was sure it wasn't vicious as it drew near to me.
"Hello..are..are you here to take me to Wonderland?...I..I was sure it would be the white rabbit..not a glowing mist.."
....
The light fell silent, perhaps unable to understand or speak in such a way to me..But as it didn't seem too displeased I gently stretched out my hand to it and ran my palid fingertips upon its 'body'. *The moment I touched the mist a warm sensation consumed me, soon becomming a raging inferno of searing pain and ecstacy running through my very veins like a wildfire.
This I couldn't take, a scream ripping itself from my throat to shatter all around me as I clutched my arm in desperation, needing to stop the unbearable pain that wracked my entire body with no mercy. It seemed to last an eternity, my vision blurred by vicious tears that fell and hung like crystal orbs around me, the light never moving from its place and seeming to delight in my torment before the pain vanished and I was left there gasping for breath; and unable to stay concious I allowed sleep to take me, to comfort me once more* as I drifted in the sea of tears.
Where..where was I...It seemed like days had passed to me as I finally came to, for a moment I didn't dare to open my eyes but something compelled me to..the unseen force from before beckonning me to awake.. I couldn't stand against it and slowly opened my eyes. I blinked for a while before sitting up, dazed by all that had happened as well as comfused for this was not where I had fallen but a place I'd not seen before.
I allowed my gaze to flow over the room, slowly taking in every detail..It was a small room, the walls painted a light shade of green that gave a refreshing feel to the place. To my side was a nightstand, much like the one in my own room yet intricate designs were carved lovingly into the sides and legs while the top of it shown off a more pollished side of the cherrywood of which it had been made. A soft breeze carressed over all, causing ripples to cascade over the crystal surface of water that lay in a small basin at the foor of the bed, the only reflection being that of the white linnen curtains that danced within the wind.
Nothing more lay there, but in a moment I was myslf again and rose from the bed to explore further. Yet this was soon cut short as a soft creak broke the quiet and the door swung open fluidly to reveal..
((still working on it))
Copyrighted 2005, to Donna the Vixen
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2005 9:24 am
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2005 9:26 am
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2005 9:28 am
What's Beyond the Looking Glass Chesh
Name: Cheshire Corone Frost
Age: Redreamed January 6, 2005
Date of solidity: January 10, 2005
Gender: Male of course..
Favorite Music: None yet, but very fond of the song 'These Dreams'
Favorite Food: Sesame Chicken
Favorite Snack: White Chocolate and Pears
Favorite Drink: Milk
Dislikes: Other siblings, other dreams, Loud noises, sunshine
Stage in life: An Adult. .
Friends: Lord Changeling
Battle stats: Attack: 2, Defense: 2, Health: 12, Luck: 1, Spells: Evening Mist
Nicknames: Dreamer, recluse, Fangy
Assylumn Records:
Date: October 22, 2005
Time recorded: 7:45pm
Log: It has finally happened. The once cheerful and sensible Dream, kown as Chesh, has been lost. Not to death, but of the negligence of his owner.
Last seen: March 9, 2005 3:30pm
Donna Meru Frost vannished without trace, leaving her ward devistated by being abbandonned again. We are unsure of her reasons.
Whatever the cause, we feared she would not return. LC has been taking care of Chesh since...he almost seemed to be struck dumb by the girls dissapearance...recovered in a way, but still a heartbreaking sight to lurk alone in the farthest regions of the shop.
He seemed to be getting better as of late...but tonight has taken a turn for the very worst. The Dream is hysterical, and has been detained so as to prevent self mutilation. His former owner has been contacted...
Lord help the woman, and the Dream, if she is to return.
Hell awaits her in the eyes of that pitiable creature, and from the things he's been through she may very well deserve it.
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2005 9:29 am
Siblings
Name: Alice
Age: 2 months
Gender: A Tomboy to the end although, if you gotta be technical about it, I'm a female
Favorite Music: Hard Rock, Angst
Favorite Food: Herbal Dumplings with Chicken
Favorite Snack: Chocolate
Favorite drink: Vanilla Coke
Stage in life: Adult
Pixie: Anberu
Favorite Joke: Hello! May I please eat your flesh?
Dislikes: Dresses, Frill, Preps, Gossip, Knitting of any sort, "hands on activity" projects, Mangos, Jell-O, You now shut up
Favorite color: Green, like Rioku green,
Nicknames: Tornado, Spunky, Leader of the pack.
Owners input: Well how can I say this? Alice, being the oldest, has proclaimed herself leader of the pack with a matter-of-fact attitude. She can do anything if she sets her mind to it, but curiosity often gets her in trouble with the rest of the gang. She's the biggest of them all for now, but once Chesh grows up she's gonna have a nasty surprise in store I assure you. However arrogant and spunked up this little Temeo is she does care for her siblings, and is always there when some one needs her help, despite her reclusive and over the top attitude.
Not really sure who sent this or what it is yet x_o
A gift from meh brother LC who rocks meh shmecksah socks whee
Name: Carl Arnaud Boaz Austin
Gender: Male
Size: 6 inches
Born: Nov 15
Personality: A proud sort he is. Confident, strong, and in his mind absolutely 100% right all the time. He's also well loved, and he knows it. While he might seem a tad cocky at times it's not something he does on purpose, and deep down he really just wants to prove he's as perfect as he believe he is.
Skills:
Strength: 2/10 (above average for his size)
Claws of steel: 1/10 (Not really. XD Just very strong, when the power is trained he may very well be able to cut through things like metal or ice with them)
Status:
Social: Mr popularity
Energy: Lively
Ability: Hunting, Confidence
Mental: Predatory smarts
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2005 9:30 am
Lord Changeling exclaim A Purple Scroll has been Discovered exclaim
 This is a random award, you may choose in what manner your Dream discovered this item.
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2005 9:31 am
Entry OneThursday, January 6, 2005
Where to begin..I suppose the best place to start would be at the beginning right?..A few days ago LC summoned me to his store, saying he had found the creature that I had seen what seems so long ago.. I had waitd for this for quite some time, and only grabbed my cloak before setting out towards Durem to meet him there.
I was there within the hour, delayed only but once to pause before the display window at Moria's shop before remembering my destination and hurrying on until my gaze fixated upon the small yet quaint shop where my brother stood waving franticly.
I greeted him with a hug, before he took my hand and led me through the flocks of people and into the darkened back room. I had never been in this place, this dim little chamber that seemed to bizzarre with maps and charts plastered to the walls while dice and scrolls lay forgotten next to a shattered Looking Glass where a small colony of, that which I'd seen on my journey here, floated calmly by the forsaken shards.
I pulled from his grasp, searching among them only to have my eyes widen at the sight of none other than the creature who had embedded this stone into my bare palm, the Cheshire Whisp. LC then explained what it all was and how I even came in contact with it..it seems these things are, Dreams, forgotten in the imaginations of children long passed away by time..yet these things do not merely die..but fade away into whisps.
He was planning to sell them, to owners with a beautifull mind and soul..and yet even at that he handed the Whisp to me gently and allowed me to take it away..However..before we could leave there was a great commotion among the Dreams, mine only darting away from my hands to dive into a crack beneath the floorboards to emerge defeated at something..all we could do was look there for a moment before I kneeled down and rended the board away only to find what appeared to be..a scroll?..Yes..a violet scroll that lay hidden beneath the dust of the floor..was this all coincidence?..No..I believe it is fate...
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2005 9:32 am
Entry TwoFriday, January 7, 2005
7:30am
As always, I was awaken by Alice jumping up onto my stomach and thwacking me with her giant fan...why'd I even buy that for her? gonk ...After throwing her into a stuffed panda I rose from the warmth and set off to find the Whisp, which I had now decided to name Chesh, who had developped a habit of vanishing when I wasn't looking..*sigh*..He was no where to be found, or perhaps he went to Nowhere?..No, I don't think he's ready for such a big leap yet.
While I may have trouble looking, I inwardly knew what would make him come to me and slowly removed my glove to reveal a large oval shaped stone set within the very flesh of my outstretched palm. It was a large stone, ever changing in the crystal mists that swirled and settled within it..it appeared to be an Opal, yet even that could not compare to its unearthly beauty as a soft aura of light began to flow from its depthless confines only to bring forth the most lovely warmth to whatever it touched. In a moment Chesh was beside me, floating and curling his hazy body around the stone in dear affection while I got myself some coffee and breakfast for all of us.
1:28pm
We visited the Temeo shop today, but no one but Karo was really around so it was a brief visit..I left Alice there for the day to play with Rioku because even she deserves a break from me every once in a while..Besides, she wouldn't want to just sit there when I visited my brother again anyways..
I walked slowly through the crowded streets of Durem, even in this mass of people my footsteps seeming to echo through the very fabric of reality as Chesh and I went farther into the workings of the small city. He ocassionally would wander off, looking into store windows or perhaps floating up to any little girls we happened across..That's why we were going back..Chesh had 'told' me of these dreams that plagued him..visions of a little girl, flames and death, gardens, and even then walking cards...I had come to believe he was no other than Alice's Dream..but..what I loathed to tell him was, that Alice had died many years ago and could not come back for him..so I stayed quiet until reaching LC's shop once more and making my way in to see what others had been so lucky as I.
There were but few, mostly females in truth..while there were even then some other creatures of what I hadn't seen, but I was soon informed that even Chesh would turn into such an adorable little thing sooner or later..my..how the days fly by..darnit..I'm rhyming.. Sadly, Chesh seemed alone even there as no Dream would answer his calls, leaving him to wander alone before comming back to me to head home again.
5:41pm
Not much has happened since we got home, I've contracted the sniffles and it's begun to drizzle outside..sort of depressing..yet this weather doesn't seem to bother Chesh..
He's gone up to the attic, searching for more scrolls or perhaps memories I guess..I'll leave him be, he's still kinda hurting inside that no one at the shop would even look at him besides LC and myself..
End Journal entry...
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2005 9:33 am
Entry ThreeJanuary 9, 2005
Not much has happened for the last few days I must tell you, and I have so very little to write..but I shall try as I know that chesh can't write yet and Alice is unwilling since she's busy being with her mate to really pay much mind to even her own diary let alone this..
For the last few days, I've noticed that Chesh has seemed to get..bigger..and less active than he was before, his hazy body sluggish and bloated as he floats near my palm stone only to settle soon upon it to 'rest'. I don't understand what is happening to my poor Cheshire but all things heal with time..wait..no they don't.... xp ..I hope he's ok...
Today he is especially slow, seeming to 'sleep' at times..but I have convinced him to go and play hide and seek with Alice tommorow morning and perhaps that will cure him..
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2005 9:41 am
Entry FourJanuary 10, 2005
Where can I begin on such an eventfull day..So much has happened and alot has now changed..
About 7am this morning i was awoken by a piteous sob, at this I was immedietly awake, and tore from my bed to see what had happened. I was soon to find out as Alice rushed in, tears filling her violet eyes as she peered up at me and attempted to choke out the horrible news she'd brought.
"Donna!..I..I..I can't find Ch..Chesh!!"
My eyes widened at this news and I seized her up in my arms and attempted to calm her down, hoping this was all some stupid prank or maybe he'd just hidden himself well
"Alice, tell me what happened..Calm down and tell me everything"
The Temeo took a deep breath and whiped away the offending tears, closing her eyes and trying to keep her trembling voice steady as she reached back in her memory to get it all.
"Well..me and Chesh went to play Hide and Seek like you suggested..and..and..well..We went early because we didn't want to wait anymore for you to get up..and..I searched all over the house and I can't find Chesh anywhere.." crying
"Where did you last see him Alice?.."
"We were in the attic..."
"What?! I told you not to go up in the attic, alot of my weapons and soul reavers are stored up there!!"
"I know but we did anyways.."
I let out a frustrated sigh and grabbed my robe, putting it on messily and heading towards the attic stairs. I really hated going up them, the old decayed wood that crunched and moaned beneath my footpaws was never pleasent..and neighther were the worms that lived in the wood..But no matter..I marched up them, Alice following close behind, and threw open the door.
"You take that side, I'll take the side with all the weapons..."
"But.."
I shot a small glare down at her and she slinked away, hunting for the scent of Haze altough it was indeed something hard to find.
I on the other hand began turning over the mallets, scythes, swords, soul tablets, and other various weapons of mass destruction in hopes of not finding a bloody body of what had been a dream laying among them. A scream broke my thoughts though and I wheeled around to see a pale Alice trembling madly before me mumbling something about..'dead body'..
I could feel the blood drain away from my face, a broken sob waiting to tear from my throat while a feww stray tears welled in my crimson occulars..but..I couldn't let Alice see this..I had to be strong even if I was to see the lifeless body of a Dream.. So I picked up Alice and had her point me towards the body.
A small torn sheet lay over it, blackened and stained crimson in some places yet while I could feel some damp haze beneath my footpaws. Perhaps..perhaps he was dead....but I had to know for sure an reached down hesitantly only to yank away the cloth and snap my eyes shut.
Moments passed that way..but after what seemed hours I opened my eyes, and a smile crept onto my features.
There, upon the old oaken floorboards, lay a small creature curled up in a warm sleep and dreaming a warm dream. Chesh..He had merely solidified, becomming a rather adorable creature in all that lay snoozing contently of summer days gone by and happy times that had yet to befall us, only his ear twitching slightly as I scooped him up and took him and Alice back into my bed to rest.
I explained to Alice what had happened, as I wrapped chesh in a bed of warm blankets and lavender dream pillows, and why he seemed 'dead'. His furr was merely pale in the front, giving him a creepy appearance as though he were a corpse..his snoring didn't really help this matter eighther as even the very gentle sounds of slumber seemed a moan to Alice and she refused to go near him until he woke up.
Ah..what a day it's been..but seeing Chesh lay there so content makes me sleepy as well and I must go take a nap..
*yawn* Nighty Night
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2005 9:42 am
Entry FiveJanuary 12, 2005
I was once told hell was hot...hot enough to tear livid scream of agony from a grown mans throat...well...Not quite.
For the last two days I've been through hell..and my friends..it is warm and stuffy..much like my nose..
I'm been bedbound for two days now, sick with something or other and left only to be victim to the elements and twisted horrors of the human body. It's hot..so very hot..but I was told I had to stay under the mass about of comforters to sweat out the fever or cold or whatever. This being said I have been very uncomfortable, my stomach twisting and wrending itself into forsaken pentagrams around my colin..eww..The weather hasn't helped at all. It was sickeningly cheerfull yesterday with gorgeous azure skies and bright sunlight flooding into through the window. I hate it. Today however things are a little better, ice cold rain thundering down upon the world in an unrelenting assult of power that doesn't appear to be letting up.
Chesh, however, has been my saviour for company; laying peacefully by my side most of the day and only waking to comfort me or to take food. His soft downy furr is a comfort, yet damp from the sweat running along my fingers as I intertwine them with the lilac and soft rose pelt of the little Dream as he lay dreaming little dreams of his own.
Ah..
But that is all really..and I feel another surge rushing through my head now so here is where I leave it..
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2005 9:43 am
Entry Five
January 14, 3005
4:00pm
Ello ello, it is I teh Donnaness..I write to you now from the kitchen where all of the gang has gathered eager for the treat I've just pulled out, French Fries. Not much else has happened, but in light of me feeling better I thought this would be a good time to write as the food cools off.
It's odd seeing them all so excited, when in truth this is the first time for any of them...ah..hold on a sec I gotta get the food..
4:15pm
I'm here in the war, and I tell ya it's brutal! It's pure black as white white as black hell oh gravy!! *ahem* well..not really..but Chesh, Carvala, and Alice are all scuffling over the remaining french fries..It seems they like it well enough sweatdrop
Alice seemed to be winning, but Chesh summoned up his Evening Mist and poor Carvalla is sitting there looking dazed among the two who are mercillesly scrapping for the juicy treat..should I tell them there's more?...Naw..let um fight for a little then bring it out mrgreen
That's all for now! I'll update this later so hold on tight folks!..
Bye mrgreen
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2005 9:45 am
Entry SixJanuary 17, 2005
7:51am
How time flies..one moment you're nothing but a innocent child..laying asleep in dark paradise...and all of the sudden you're eyes open for the very first time. That has how it's been with Chesh. Last night, my intended entry, went to nothing due to an 'illness' that had overcome the small dream.
That evening we'd just got back from the shop, a very sleepy Chesh dreaming away serenly in my arms, yet as I set him down and came back not two minutes later, he began to tremble in an almost violent manner. I believed he was only cold and nothing was amiss, so I covered him with my best mink blanket and cuddled close. This, however, had no effect and the poor creature seemed to let out the most horribly sad calls anyone had ever heard.
His siblings watched on, now allert at their brothers discomfort and all ready to help if they could, yet it was all I or anyone else could do but to stay with Chesh and help him through the storm of nightmares that plagued him.
All night we stayed that way, each in turn sitting upon the bay window sill for what seemed like hours until another would take our place, and morning was soon upon us.
As the first pure rays of molten gold cascaded over the very earth to awaken that which had been kept in the darkness for too long, a soft sort of melody struck up in my mind and I began to sing very quietly to Chesh .who had since stopped shaking quite so much, :
LaLaLu
LaLaLu
Little star sweeper,
I'll sweep the stars for you..
LaLaLu
LaLaLu
Soft fuzzy dreamer,
A Dream waits for you..
LaLaLu
LaLaLu..
As I sung on I reached out for a moment to intertwine my fingers into the silken fluff, yet..nothing was there? O_o..?! I looked down in a sort of panic, the icy claws of fear raking at me but then I could only stare dumbly at what was before me..
Chesh..he was..Awake! This had really been the first time he'd been awake quite so early, I half expected him to tell me 'No' for my singing but he seemed to be humming to the melody!
Ah what morning..the others are relieved to see Chesh healthy and dreaming in that sleepy sort of fluff, so am I for that matter, and I'm sure that we'll all never forget when those shimmering emeralds first took in each one of us in turn and Chesh said 'Good Morning'
From that point on he's been exploring all around him, every inch unsafe from those shimmering emerald pools that seemed to ripple just the same as mine when beholding the world anew..but this is where I leave it..farewell
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