Hi there everyone!
So if you all recall I wrote a series of poems a little while back that depicted a dreamer meeting a girl living in his dreams who he fell in love with. As the poems progressed he fell deeper and deeper into those dreams, and recently I wrote a little bit of a story to go along with those poems. I’ve made the PDF available for download as well should you wish to keep it in paper form. Best part? It’s free!
Without further adieu I present:
Part I: The Voice of an Angel
After watching a lot of crime dramas I guess you could say that my dreams always had a hint of mystery to them. In this case when I fell asleep I heard her voice. I didn’t know who she was, but I did know that I wanted to find out. Every night I hoped for more but the first few night were all the same. Then on the fourth night, everything changed…
Part II: Dreamer’s Vice
At first I was confused, every time she spoke my dream changed. I heard her crying high on a cliff face for a brief few moments before I woke up sweating. This was the closest thing to a nightmare I have had in many years. A few weeks later however, things would get better.
Part III: Return to the Dream
I hadn’t had the dream about the love of my life in a few weeks and I was starting to get discouraged. Not only by the fact that I wasn’t experiencing those dreams, but by the fact that I wasn’t dreaming at all. My dreams were nothing but darkness.
This led to a period of insomnia during the last week, and by the end of it I was hearing her voice whispering to me from behind me on the sidewalk. Of course, she wasn’t really there.
After day 7 of insomnia I was finally able to get some sleep, and by some sleep I mean I slept for 22 hours.
I was back with her again, or her voice anyway; she was telling me that I couldn’t sleep because she wasn’t there. She was out looking for me. I was skeptical at first, but looking back at it, I know this to be true…or at least I thought I did…
Part IV: Illusions of the Moon
After only two days of the same dream. I was back in an old familiar place; or rather a lot of old familiar places. Remember that “nightmare” I had ? Well, I was back there again; but everything was…different.
Part V: Beneath the Cherry Tree
It took almost a month of the same dream before this one took over. In the real world I had quit my job, sold my car, and never left my house. I spent my days searching through online databases and talking to dream analysts in a desperate attempt to find her.
Everyone kept telling me that she wasn’t real; that I was schizophrenic, or that it was a fluke that she appeared to me on so many occasions. I know they were wrong though. They couldn’t have been right. She spoke to me on the city streets; mind you it was a whisper, but she spoke.
My sister kept sending doctors by the house but they couldn’t find anything wrong with me. I know why they couldn’t find anything wrong with me.
BECAUSE THERE WAS NOTHING WRONG WITH ME!
Part VI: Face of an Angel
Then I saw her face. She was the definition of beauty. The definition of elegance and grace and serenity. I didn’t yet know her name, she had not spoken it.
They said I had gone insane. I had barred all of my doors, my windows were boarded and I spent most of my time in bed. I just wanted to be with her again.
When I saw her face for the first time I wasn’t able to get to her. There was an invisible wall holding me back. I was starting to think even my own thoughts were betraying me, but how could they be? They’re my thoughts.
Part VII: The End of a Dream
It had been three months since I saw her. I hadn’t had the dream since. I actually started dreaming about cartoons again. Life had pretty well returned to normal. I was released from the psych ward as they said that I was fine.
But they were wrong.
She was all I thought about every waking moment of every waking day. But that’s okay; I would be with her again soon enough…
Part VIII: Echoes
And so, here we are. This is the dream; you and I are the dreamers. Welcome.
Thanks for reading everyone! Please let me know what you think of this story and if you think I should do more stuff like this.
Again, the PDF is available for download by clicking this link: The Dreamer
Downloading this file lets me get a feel for how many people would want a physical copy of some of my work, and thus help me determine if I should put together a little bit of an anthology of some of my better works.
Again, thanks for reading!