Realm Of Dreams

Realm of Dreams 3

2008-02-23T19:08:00.001-06:00

I took your hand in mine once again, and entwined my fingers with yours. Resting my other hand on top of those, I cleared my throat to speak.

My thoughts were heavy and deep, and racing wildly. I needed to be able to speak clearly and withhold nothing. But my lips refused to form the very words I needed to say.

I looked upwards towards the Stars, hoping and praying that I could find the inspiration to begin, wishing the words would be spelled out for me, but knowing I was on my own with this. As I have been for a very long time. But you surprised me by speaking first.

"Am I dreaming?"
And this caused me to smile once again. For yes, you are dreaming, and yet, you are not. I squeezed your hand gently in reassurance, for you have just enabled me to begin. And much like I stroked the faerykin's body, so very carefully, I began caressing your arm. And for the same reason. Because I care so very much.

"Yes, You are dreaming, and still, this dream shall remain with you. For you are in the Realm of Dreams, and here, everything is clear and pure. Pure of Mind, Heart, and Soul. And of Body. And it is because of this very reason, that you are here. Too long have I searched for you, and because of this, I wish to share all with you.

The Night of Passing, the Night I Dreamed yet again, this Dream was about you.
Do you remember the Field we first met in? The one filled with the dreams of all the children?

I Dreamed of that Field, and in that Dream, all of the coccoons had begun to fade. All that is, except one. But I could not see clearly enough to know where exactly that coccoon was located. Just that it was the only one that was not fading. And my heart became so sad to see all of those beautiful dreams fading into the Darkness, watching as all of the Hope and Joy disappeared in front of my eyes.

And I could do nothing about it, except witness the Beginning of the End for my people, and yours. And yet, even though the children's dreams were fading, I could not help but feel a growing sense of returning Hope, for my eyes were drawn repeatedly to the one remaining, vibrantly hued, coccoon.

And as the others faded away to nothing, this one Dream grew brighter and brighter, as if in defiance of the Darkness. And when I Awakened from My Dream, I was consumed by a growing urgency that I must find that one dream, and enter it to know whom I was Dreaming about and why. But when I went to tend the Slumbering Fields, where we met...

All was as it should be. There was not even a hint of the Darkness present, and if anything the striations of colors were glowing and spinning even brighter than before. I have spent many of your years, searching and entering those dreams in order to find the one Hope remaining to Us. But it was a very long time before the Darkness began to make itself felt, and I could sense the dreams affected by it.

Entering the dreams of children is not something I do lightly, and I take great care not to disturb them. But even as careful as I am, some are still left with a sense of something Greater than the Dream, and I am sure you know of these People. For most of them grew up to be very great leaders in your world. Or they Accomplished great things that made much Impact upon your Peoples Life Patterns. Many of them Changed your world, and forged ahead of what should have been. And while that has been a good thing for the most part, sometimes it has caused an Immaturity in your Race.

Most Other Peoples know your kind as troublesome. Always warring among themselves. And as such, we have for the most part, avoided you. It is almost like having too much Knowledge, and not being able to realize what you have, for all of the Knowledge that is standing in your way. In Time, the Natural Maturing would have occurred on its' own, along with the Changes and Knowledge, if I had been able to leave nothing behind and allowed the Dreams to go untouched, and develop on their own. But the Dream I Dreamed demanded of me to find you...so I could do nothing else.

It was not long before I discovered that the Darkness was following me through those dreams. Perverting and contaminating all of those beautiful minds, and causing so many of those woes, and hardships that you have some how avoided within yourself, and I began to feel heartsick, at what was happening. And as time went on, and I witnessed my Dream Coming to Pass, I wept many tears alone.

Many times I feared that I was the Cause of the Darkness, but then I would remind myself that the Darkness was there before I Dreamed the Dream. It was the only thing that kept me going, that hope that I would find you.

And I noticed that fewer and fewer children dreamed. Yes, I know that the Slumbering Fields are filled with many, many coccoons, but there were so many more before the Darkness. And I grieve deeply with each one that disappears, but I Remember them, so that they will never be Forgotten. It is all that I can do for them.... They will never return, much like those Faeries that the Gaurdians could not help, I have lost them , and I could not help them no matter what I tried. And with each child's dreams that are lost and forgotten, so too, do my People dwindle away with them.

It was not so long ago, that I made my Journeys through the Field, that I noticed a new Coccoon. I had not seen this one ever before, and yet I was drawn to it irresistibly. This one was different, and yet so familiar to me. Never before had I felt such certainty, that I must enter this dream...Always there was question and doubt, things that were foreign to me, but had become second nature.

And without hesitation I slipped into the Dream Sphere, only to find the most wonderful of dreams, coming from the most Beautiful of Babes. and I Knew. This was the one I had been searching for....all this Time. The one I Dreamed of. But this was a tiny baby, a newborn child ...and I just could not bring you back with me, for that would have caused so much sorrow for all involved. Instinctively, I knew that I had to step back and watch over this one, very carefully. Never had I encountered a newborn that dreamed so vividly.

So I leaned down and gently placed a kiss upon the babes forehead. I whispered a prayer that I would be able to live up to and fulfill what I was supposed to fulfill. And with that feathering of a kiss, I marked the babes dreams so that I could always find him.

I never returned to the Meadow after that. I stayed and watched over the babe and his dreams....often entering and watching him grow. Keeping always alert, and playing with him in his dreams, hoping I was doing the right thing. But I was ever vigilantly protecting against the Darkness. And many times, I clashed mightily with it, in order to keep the Darkness at bay.

And as I watched him grow from infancy to childhood, to his youth..My love for him grew also.
And then one day, He was gone. I had been engaged in yet another battle with the Darkness, and I fear that this time the Darkness slipped past my Defenses.

Both for the young Human and my own. I remember coming to, suddenly, and the Dream Sphere was no longer there. And I was Broken inside. I had Failed. I had no Hope left. And I returned to the Meadow in utter defeat. Though it took me a very long time to do so.

The Faerykin, may the One bless their tiny souls, comforted me, and kept me from Passing from this Realm, and even to this day I do not understand how they managed this. I had no desire to stay, no desire to laugh, or play, or sing.

And eventually I stopped Dreaming. I managed to keep the Darkness inside of myself and away from the Faerykin. But it grew with each passing moment. And I knew I couldn't stay with them, and so I left, and sealed the doorway between the Realms. But I could not bring myself to forsake the Dreams of the children. And so I stayed here....in the Field, and waited to finally Pass.

I think that maybe, because I stayed here in the Field, where all the children were dreaming, that a healing began of sorts. I may have Failed, but I still had a duty to protect those little dreams as best I could. So Protect them I did...and as Time passed I was able to push back the Darkness within me. But it is still there, and I feel it stirring now.

And I awoke one morning, from a Dream. Something I had never thought to happen again....and once again, the Dream was unusual. And I was not sure I could believe in it. But I kept having the Dream...over and over again. Until one day I awoke....and saw that my dream was coming to pass. For there you were, standing there in the Field of Slumbering, as if you knew this place...and yet sure that you had never been here before."

I paused a moment to pull myself back out of the Remembering, and without even realizing what I was doing, for this was my nature, I guided your head to rest in my lap. Both giving and receiving comfort. I began to toy with the silky soft strands of your hair, running my fingers through so very gently, and whispered to you.....

"You are the Dreamer I have been looking for, but now you must return, for a time, to your Waking world. Rest now, and Remember Me......."

I knew I was taking a very big chance that you would not return. But you now know the Way here, and if you returned, I would know that your decision had been made, even if you, yourself did not realize this just yet. And that would free me to allow the Faerykin to show you the rest of what you needed to know.

And as your eyes drifted closed, and you began to fade between the worlds, back to your own.....I whispered once again...
"Remember Me......" and a tear landed gently on your lips.. as if I had kissed you one last time.

Realm Of Dreams 2

2008-02-16T10:01:00.001-06:00

I waited for the Faerykin's greeting to end, knowing that I had a lot of explaining to do. And that quite possibly this might be the last time we would ever see you. And as I waited, I just watched you. You are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen, and I have been looking for you for so very long. And I hope that I have made the right decision in bringing you here. For you have a choice to make.

The Faerykin wanted to share everything with you, show you all the possibilities, and with a silent gesture, I intervened. I did not want to get their hopes up, only to have your decision crush them, for it is a part of my responsibility to care for them as well as for you, while you are here. You turn to look at me again, and I see the questions in your eyes.

The questions that I have the answers to, of the knowledge that I will impart to you about this place, and a sadness sweeps over me. For when you make your decision, if it is not the one we need, then I will never see you again. And with this sadness, the last rays of the setting Sun fade away.

I feel as if I can now introduce you to who I am. You have offered your trust to me already, along this Journey, and it is only fair that I offer that same trust returned to you. And my appearance alters slightly. And you finally see what I am, a larger version of the Faerykin. For I am the Queen of the Faerykin, and the Last Guardian of the Realm of Dreams.

I did not wish to deceive you in this way, but there was no choice. I had to Travel to the world of Humans to find you, and still protect my People. If I had been discovered, it would have been the end of my existance, and The Faerykin would have been hunted and slaughtered, leaving all the Dreams of the little children vulnerable.

Joy would have been extinguished, and Hope would have died. I have made this Journey to protect both your world and mine. But at this moment, all that matters is that I have found you, and the impending decision you will make. I invite you to sit with me upon the ground, and the Faerykin draped their bodies all over the two of us, wherever they could find room. And they were silent as I said, "and now I wish to tell you a story."

"Once Long Ago, before the Dawn of Time, and the Age of Mankind began, there was One. And the One found itself so very Lonely. So the One Divided, and Became Many. And the One was no longer Lonely. But still, though the One had Divided into Many, the One Felt that Something was missing. So the Many gathered, and Together They Dreamed.

They Dreamed of many different things, many different kinds of Peoples, all living together, in Peace and Love. And from that Place, The Realm of Dreams was Formed.And the One found this to be very Pleasing. And decided to Dwell here, with the Many. And all was Perfection. And then the One grew restless, and made the decision to leave the realm. The One wished to go and create more places of Dwelling. The One offered for the Many to go also, but the Many were happy here, and did not wish to leave. So the One Appointed them Guardians, and Charged them with the Protection of the Peoples they Dreamed. The One Promised to return again, and then was Gone.

The Guardians of the Realm of Dreams became enchanted by the Peoples they Dreamed, and each took a mate to complete themselves. And the Races you think of as Imaginary were born. The Elves, the Dwarves, Dragons, and Unicorns. And the Faeries. All of them. The realm grew too small to contain everyone, so the New Peoples left for other Places. But for All, the realm of Dreams became the Doorway to other lands.

And once every Blue Moon, all the Peoples gather together to reacquaint themselves, and Hope for the return of the One."

I can see by the look on your face that you are wondering if we have mistaken you for the One. But, no, that is not why I am telling you this story. You are not the One. At least not the One we all Long for to Return. I can also see that you are growing hungry, and restless. I cannot offer you anything to eat yet. For to do so would mean you could never return to your world. And I would not do that to you. But I shall endeavor to hurry a little more so as not to have you unhappy or uncomfortable. I tell you this story so that you will understand how we Came to Be, and what has happened to cause me to Leave this Place I call home, to search for you.

" I am not one of the First Guardians, for since the One left, we have found that we do not live forever. But I remember the stories as they were handed down to me. And I must let you know that I am not Faery, but Faerykin. Born of your People and Mine. But that is another story, and can be left for another time.

It was during the time of the Guardian before me, that the People who were traveling to meet once again under the Blue Moon began to dwindle, and soon did not arrive at all. And none could tell us why. We were left here, to wonder and wait, and soon my Ancestors decided that we must find out what had happened.

Many of The Faery volunteered to Travel beyond the Doorway to the other lands to find out , but very few ever returned. And for those who did, they had become former shadows of themselves, withdrawn and quiet, as if their very Essence had been extinguished and replaced with a darkness so deep, that The Guardians could not reach them. They no longer seemed to have the will or the desire to sing, or laugh, or play, which is the way of the Faery.

And they had lost their innate ability to Dream. We could not help them no matter how we tried, and soon they passed from this world. And what you see here in this Meadow, is all that is left of us."
I became silent for awhile, letting my eyes drift over the Meadow and the faerykin who were listening intently to my words. I reached out a finger and stroked one, very carefully, and then asked them to go and rest themselves elsewhere, for the rest of this story is for you and I alone. I would not cause the Darkness within them if I could avoid it, and I was about to speak to you of my search, and the things I had seen.

Watching them as they disperse themselves to another part of the Meadow, a few of them mumbling about wanting to hear the rest of the story, you realize that they are much like children themselves. That they have been sheltered from the world you are born of, and all of the taints that are a part of it. They are still Innocent of the woes that you have known of, if not experienced in your lifetime. And it is becoming very obvious how much I care about them. And you realize why it was so important to regain that very same Innocence I asked of you. If you had not, and if I had sensed incorrectly, I would have exposed them to the Darkness, that which you have held off within yourself.

While you are watching them, I move closer to you. Instead of facing you, I now sit by your side. And I feel as if this is where I belong, but I cannot allow you to know that. At least not yet. Not until you decide. Already I can feel the Darkness invading my Essence, threatening all that I have tried to accomplish. And I know deep within, that my time here is limited, unless you decide for us. And I can only hope that what they have Dreamed about me is True. But I could not resist the impulse to reach out and run my fingers over the softness of your skin, where the jaw meets the neck. It felt so good to me, and made me think of other things, things that I had to ignore for now, and maybe forever.
With that touch, you turn your attention to me, and I look away again, but I fear that it was not soon enough....

"We are a People of Pure Emotion. We Feel things differently from the way that Humans do. What we feel is who we are, and we express these feelings openly and without shame. And though we have a language, and we use words, we mostly communicate by feelings and acting upon them. It is so much simpler that way. There is only Truth here, for we could not survive if there were lies or malice among us.

When I was younger, I Dreamed. And it was a most unusual Dream. For all of the Guardians, and all of the Faerykin, felt this Dream, and when I awoke from this Dream, I was summoned before the Guardians, and they examined my Dream most carefully. I cannot tell you the story of my Dream, for it is Sacred to the Faerykin. What I can tell you, is that not long after that I was appointed a Future Guardian. This was unusual for it had never been done before. Always the new Guardian Dreamed on the Night of the Passing of the Old Guardian. In this way we are never left without a Guardian.

They told me that My Dreaming was different, and that my capacity for Dreaming surpassed any that had Dreamed before. I still do not understand all of that Dream, but so much of it has come to pass. And I know that none of the Faerykin have Dreamed on a Night of Passing since then.
When the Guardian before me Passed, I Dreamed again. And this was also unusual, but I had no one to turn to for guidance, and no other Faerykin came to take the other Guardians place in Time. Leaving me the Last Guardian. It is this Dream that began my search for you."

Realm of Dreams- part 3

2007-08-25T15:48:00.000-05:00

Realm of Dreams- part 2

2007-08-25T15:47:00.000-05:00

I waited for the Faerykin's greeting to end, knowing that I had a lot of explaining to do. And that quite possibly this might be the last time we would ever see you. And as I waited, I just watched you. You are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen, and I have been looking for you for so very long. And I hope that I have made the right decision in bringing you here. For you have a choice to make.
The Faerykin wanted to share everything with you, show you all the possiblities, and with a silent gesture, I intervened. I did not want to get their hopes up, only to have your decision crush them, for it is a part of my responsibilty to care for them as well as for you, while you are here. You turn to look at me again, and I see the questions in your eyes. The questions that I have the answers to, of the knowledge that I will impart to you about this place, and a sadness sweeps over me. For when you make your decision, if it is not the one we need, then I will never see you again. And with this sadness, the last rays of the setting Sun fade away.
I feel as if I can now introduce you to who I am. You have offered your trust to me already, along this Journey, and it is only fair that I offer that same trust returned to you. And my appearance alters slightly. And you finally see what I am, a larger version of the Faerykin. For I am the Queen of the Faerykin, and the Last Guardian of the Realm of Dreams.
I did not wish to deceive you in this way, but there was no choice. I had to Travel to the world of Humans to find you, and still protect my People. If I had been discovered, it would have been the end of my existance, and The Faerykin would have been hunted and slaughtered, leaving all the Dreams of the little children vulnerable. Joy would have been extinguished, and Hope would have died. I have made this Journey to protect both your world and mine. But at this moment, all that matters is that I have found you, and the impending decision you will make. I invite you to sit with me upon the ground, and the Faerykin draped their bodies all over the two of us, wherever they could find room. And they were silent as I said, "and now I wish to tell you a story."
"Once Long Ago, before the Dawn of Time, and the Age of Mankind began, there was One. And the One found itself so very Lonely. So the One Divided, and Became Many. And the One was no longer Lonely. But still, though the One had Divided into Many, the One Felt that Something was missing. So the Many gathered, and Together They Dreamed. They Dreamed of many different things, many different kinds of Peoples, all living together, in Peace and Love. And from that Place, The Realm of Dreams was Formed.
And the One found this to be very Pleasing. And decided to Dwell here, with the Many. And all was Perfection.
And then the One grew restless, and made the decision to leave the realm. The One wished to go and create more places of Dwelling. The One offered for the Many to go also, but the Many were happy here, and did not wish to leave. So the One Appointed them Guardians, and Charged them with the Protection of the Peoples they Dreamed. The One Promised to return again, and then was Gone.
The Guardians of the Realm of Dreams became enchanted by the Peoples they Dreamed, and each took a mate to complete themselves. And the Races you think of as Imaginary were born. The Elves, the Dwarves, Dragons, and Unicorns. And the Faeries. All of them. The realm grew too small to contain everyone, so the New Peoples left for other Places. But for All, the realm of Dreams became the Doorway to other lands. And once every Blue Moon, all the Peoples gather together to reaquaint themselves, and Hope for the return of the One."
I can see by the look on your face that you are wondering if we have mistaken you for the One. But, no, that is not why I am telling you this story. You are not the One. At least not the One we all Long for to Return. I can also see that you are growing hungry, and restless. I cannot offer you anything to eat yet. For to do so would mean you could never return to your world. And I would not do that to you. But I shall endeavor to hurry a little more so as not to have you unhappy or uncomfortable. I tell you this story so that you will understand how we Came to Be, and what has happened to cause me to Leave this Place I call home, to search for you.
" I am not one of the First Guardians, for since the One left, we have found that we do not live forever. But I remember the stories as they were handed down to me. And I must let you know that I am not Faery, but Faerykin. Born of your People and Mine. But that is another story, and can be left for another time.
It was during the time of the Guardian before me, that the People who were traveling to meet once again under the Blue Moon began to dwindle, and soon did not arrive at all. And none could tell us why. We were left here, to wonder and wait, and soon my Ancestors decided that we must find out what had happened.
Many of The Faery volunteered to Travel beyond the Doorway to the other lands to find out , but very few ever returned. And for those who did, they had become former shadows of themselves, withdrawn and quiet, as if their very Essence had been extinguished and replaced with a darkness so deep, that The Guardians could not reach them. They no longer seemed to have the will or the desire to sing, or laugh, or play, which is the way of the Faery.
And they had lost their innate ability to Dream. We could not help them no matter how we tried, and soon they passed from this world. And what you see here in this Meadow, is all that is left of us."
I became silent for awhile, letting my eyes drift over the Meadow and the faerykin who were listening intently to my words. I reached out a finger and stroked one, very carefully, and then asked them to go and rest themselves elsewhere, for the rest of this story is for you and I alone. I would not cause the Darkness within them if I could avoid it, and I was about to speak to you of my search, and the things I had seen.
Watching them as they disperse themselves to another part of the Meadow, a few of them mumbling about wanting to hear the rest of the story, you realize that they are much like children themselves. That they have been sheltered from the world you are born of, and all of the taints that are a part of it. They are still Innocent of the woes that you have known of, if not experienced in your lifetime. And it is becoming very obvious how much I care about them. And you realize why it was so important to regain that very same Innocence I asked of you. If you had not, and if I had sensed incorrectly, I would have exposed them to the Darkness, that which you have held off within yourself.
While you are watching them, I move closer to you. Instead of facing you, I now sit by your side. And I feel as if this is where I belong, but I cannot allow you to know that. At least not yet. Not until you decide. Already I can feel the Darkness invading my Essence, threatening all that I have tried to accomplish. And I know deep within, that my time here is limited, unless you decide for us. And I can only hope that what they have Dreamed about me is True. But I could not resist the impulse to reach out and run my fingers over the softness of your skin, where the jaw meets the neck. It felt so good to me, and made me think of other things, things that I had to ignore for now, and maybe forever.
With that touch, you turn your attention to me, and I look away again, but I fear that it was not soon enough....
"We are a People of Pure Emotion. We Feel things differently from the way that Humans do. What we feel is who we are, and we express these feelings openly and without shame. And though we have a language, and we use words, we mostly communicate by feelings and acting upon them. It is so much simpler that way. There is only Truth here, for we could not survive if there were lies or malice among us.
When I was younger, I Dreamed. And it was a most unusual Dream. For all of the Guardians, and all of the Faerykin, felt this Dream, and when I awoke from this Dream, I was summoned before the Guardians, and they examined my Dream most carefully. I cannot tell you the story of my Dream, for it is Sacred to the Faerykin. What I can tell you, is that not long after that I was appointed a Future Guardian. This was unusual for it had never been done before. Always the new Guardian Dreamed on the Night of the Passing of the Old Guardian. In this way we are never left without a Guardian.
They told me that My Dreaming was different, and that my capacity for Dreaming surpassed any that had Dreamed before. I still do not understand all of that Dream, but so much of it has come to pass. And I know that none of the Faerykin have Dreamed on a Night of Passing since then.
When the Guardian before me Passed, I Dreamed again. And this was also unusual, but I had no one to turn to for guidance, and no other Faerykin came to take the other Guardians place in Time. Leaving me the Last Guardian. It is this Dream that began my search for you."

Realm of Dreams- part 1

2007-08-25T15:44:00.000-05:00

Come with me on a journey of perception, to the realm of Dreams. A place as vast as the mind can conceive......

As your minds eye adjusts to the focus of surreality, you see before you a land of Lush, fragrant grasses covering the gentle swell of hills.

These hills seem to go on forever, meshing beautifully with the horizon of Treetops, and Sky. In that very forest, you know deep within yourself that the Guardians of Dreams dwell, keeping watch over the s lumberings of mankind.

As you continue to focus and become accustomed to this place, you begin to notice the ground is littered with what appears to be cocoons. They are everywhere, some are the most vibrant of hues, shimmering with glistening striations of peace. These are the dreams of all the little children in the world. In this land where joy is created, and hope is born........and you can become a child again, if only for awhile.

Now come walk with me, carefully trying not to disturb these glistening shells of sublime bliss. For who really wants to be the one to hinder the wealth of imagination of these little minds. Now mind you, step lightly......

As we make our way through the cocoons, you wonder why we are here. It is because I want to show you something.

Soon enough, you realize that the land is changing and we are approaching the Trees. They are very Tall and Majestic. And you find yourself staring upwards in wonder, trying to find the Sky. As we continue on our way, you notice I am leading you down a Path. And as we Journey through the Trees you notice that everything is appearing larger and larger, and you become concerned. Without a word , I turn to reassure you that everything is fine. That this is the way of the Trees. And I allow you a moment to adjust yourself to this new sensation.

You look around a little, at all of the foliage of the forest with the eyes of a child, noticing things the way you did then. With a sense of newness and wonder. The colors are more vibrant, and everything seems brand new. It is then you realize that it is not the Trees that are growing larger, it is yourself that is growing smaller.

I approach you, and reach out my hand to you, inviting you to continue this Journey with me. For at this point, it is your choice to go on with me, or turn back now. This will be the last time I can offer you this return, before the end of our Journey. You take a moment to decide, and place your hand in mine.

With a sense of adventure and excitement that you have not felt in a long while, we walk down the pathway, and you begin to realize that you have become childlike again. For that is the only way to enter into this part of the realm of Dreams. You must leave all of your world weary cares behind, and regain the trust and innocence you had as a child. The path we take will be as long as you need to arrive at that moment.

Walking with you, hand in hand together, I sense the moment you arrive at that point. And I smile. And before us, the Trees part to allow us to enter....

What you see when we step through, takes your breath away. A Meadow filled with grasses and wildflowers. Butterflies flittering everywhere, bees droning about their business. And Dragonflies of every hue. It appears to be twilight, that majickal time of the evening when the birds are chirping sleepily, saying their goodnights, and the fireflies are out in full bloom.

The twinkling of their lights a pattern against the encroaching nighttime. And not far beyond that, a pond complete with a waterfall. And arcing through the mists coming off of the pouring waters, many Rainbows dancing in delight, in the last rays of a setting Sun.

In the distance you hear laughter, the notes skipping through the air like the sound of a flute trilling its' voice, light and airily to your ears. It is a welcome sound, for it means we have been noticed. I turn to watch your face, as you realize that the fireflies are not all fireflies....

But are, indeed, Faerykin. Some appear to be gliding towards you on their own power, while others are riding Dragonflies. And all seem to be overjoyed at our appearance. As if they had been waiting a very long time for us. And they have.

And even though as we walked, and our size and perspective changed, you find that they are the most tiny and delicate of creatures, easily fitting into the palm of your hand, if they were to allow it. At first it seems as if they are swarming around us, but then you realize that all they wanted to do was look at us, enjoying themselves fully with the knowledge that finally we had returned.

Then, you watched as they all gathered as one, and a sense of expectancy descended upon them, and you turned to face me as I held out my hand to you once again. And simply said, "It is Him".
With that said, the Faerykin did swarm around you, fluttering up close to touch you, to greet you warmly, to place many tiny kisses upon your face. Jumping from Dragonflies, or just alighting upon your shoulders. And I could tell by the look on your face that it overwhelmed you, but I just could not restrain my laughter. It was a beautiful thing, this look, as if you had never received so much love all at one time before.

Realm of Dreams Chapters

2007-01-01T13:22:00.002-06:00

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3