The last Dreamweaver

The last Dreamweaver

Tee Hem

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In the Dreamrealm, darkness gathered like a stormy sea. Aethon, the last of the ancient Dreamweavers, stood alone. His eyes, once bright with the magic of the realm, had dimmed. The Dreamkillers, malevolent beings from a realm of darkness, had been invading the Dreamrealm, corrupting the dreams of mortals and feeding on their negative emotions. Their presence had already begun to unravel the fabric of the realm. They had killed the previous Dreamweavers Aethon knew that he was the last defense against the Dreamkillers. He had maintained the balance of the Dreamrealm for centuries, but his powers were waning. The realm was dying, and Aethon knew that he would soon follow. "The time of the Last Dreamweaver is near," Aethon whispered, his voice carried away by the whispers of the forest. "The balance of the Dreamrealm will soon be shattered, and the world will be plunged into darkness." As Aethon spoke, the orb, a glowing relic of the ancient Dreamweavers, began to pulsate with energy. It was the key to restoring the balance of the Dreamrealm, but it was also the target of the Dreamkillers' desire. With a final burst of energy, Aethon sent the orb flying toward the mortal realm, hoping that it would find its way to the one who could wield its power. The orb soared through the skies, leaving a trail of glittering stardust in its wake. It fell toward the lake, its glow illuminating the dark waters. And then, it disappeared beneath the surface, leaving behind a ripple of energy that would change the course of history. Who will wield it??? Is the dreamrealm safe or will it be safe??? Was Aethon killed by the dreamkillers because they know the orb is with him??? Why are the dreamkillers after the orb???? Ride with me in this fantasy journey to find out.

Chapter 1 The Dream orb

As Aethon vanished, the orb floated gently through the air, its soft glow illuminating the surrounding trees.

But in its descent, the orb encountered an unexpected obstacle: the tranquil surface of a nearby lake.

With a faint ripple, the orb touched the water's surface and sank beneath the waves. The glow grew fainter, until it was nothing more than a distant, flickering light.

The lake's inhabitants, a school of curious fish, darted towards the orb, their scales shimmering in the fading light. As they approached, the orb's glow began to pulse, casting an ethereal radiance across the lake floor.

As the fish got close, they couldn't see the orb clearly cause of the glow, so they swam away.

Lyra's POV

I stay in a small village nestled between the lake's shores and the rolling hills beyond, am a young woman named Lyra, I've always lived a simple life.

I spent my days helping my mother with our family's bakery, famous for its sweet pastries and warm bread.

My nights, however, were a different story.

I would often slip away from the village, drawn to the lake's tranquil surface and the mysteries that lay beneath.

The villagers whispered about strange occurrences and unexplained lights on the lake, but I just felt an inexplicable connection to the water.

On this particular evening, I was walking along the lake's shore, my feet carrying me towards the spot where the orb had sunk beneath the waves. At first, I felt an unusual energy in the air, like the whisper of a secret only I could hear.

As I approached the lake's edge, I noticed a faint, pulsating glow emanating from beneath the surface. I felt an overwhelming sense of curiosity and wonder.

Without hesitation, I slipped off my shoes and dove into the lake's cool, dark waters. The glow grew brighter as I swam deeper, illuminating the lake's floor and revealing a world teeming with life.

I was too curious to know the only little light in this dark lake, I've never seen a glow in this water before, maybe it's a gold fish that has light...

As I descended, the water pressure built in my ears, but I didn't stop until I reached the source of the glow: the orb.

It pulsed with an otherworldly energy, casting an ethereal light across the lake floor.

I reached out a hand, and as my fingers made contact with the orb, I felt a sudden jolt of electricity. The world around me began to blur and distort, like the reflection on the surface of the lake.

Visions flooded my mind: glimpses of ancient civilizations, mystical creatures, and forgotten magic. The orb was revealing its secrets to me, and I felt my mind expanding, as if it was being reshaped by the knowledge.

The visions revealed to me were fragmented and disjointed, like shards of a broken mirror. I saw glimpses of an ancient city, its towers and spires reaching toward the sky like giant's fangs. The city was alive, its buildings pulsing with a vibrant, crystalline energy.

I saw a great tree, its trunk as wide as a castle wall, its branches stretching toward the heavens like a ladder of light. The tree was surrounded by creatures unlike any I had ever seen: beings made of pure light, their forms shifting and flowing like the aurora borealis.

Then I saw a figure, a woman with skin as white as marble and hair as black as the night sky. The woman's eyes burned with an inner fire, and I felt a deep sense of connection to her, as if we shared a secret that only us could understand.

The visions faded, leaving me feeling stunned and disoriented. I realized that I am still underwater, the orb's glow surrounding me like a halo. I felt changed, as if the visions had awakened a part of me that had long been dormant.

I slowly swam back to the surface, the orb's glow fading into the distance. As I broke through the water's surface, I gasped for air, feeling a mix of relief and disorientation.

"Oh the gods, what just happened?" I asked myself.

I couldn't wrap my head around all that has just happened, it happened so fast.

I looked around, taking in the familiar sights of the lake's shore. The sun was dipping below the horizon, casting a warm orange glow over the landscape. I felt a sense of unease, as if I had been away for a long time, even though only a few minutes had passed.

As I swam toward the shore, I noticed a figure waiting for me.

Oh It's my best friend, Kael, who obviously would had been searching for me everywhere.

"Lyra, where have you been?" Kael asked, helping me out of the water.

"I was worried sick about you." He said with deep concern.

I hesitated, unsure of how to explain my experience. I knew that Kael would think I am crazy if I tell him about the visions and the orb.

"I just went for a swim," I said finally, trying to sound casual.

"I lost track of time." I lied.

Kael looked at me skeptically, but he didn't press the issue.

"Well, you're safe now," he said. "Let's get you home."

As we walked back to the village, I couldn't shake the feeling that my life had changed forever. I had caught a glimpse of a hidden world, a world that lay just beyond the edge of reality.

As me and Kael walked back to the village, a dark presence stirred in the shadows.

It's the dreamkillers' shadows.

The Dreamkillers, ancient beings from a realm of darkness, had been seeking to invade the Dreamrealm for centuries. They fed on the negative emotions of mortals, growing stronger with each nightmare they induced.

The Dreamkillers were led by a powerful and malevolent entity known as Malakai. His presence was a dark stain on the fabric of the Dreamrealm, and his influence had already begun to corrupt the dreams of mortals.

Malakar's power was growing by the day, and the Dreamrealm was beginning to unravel. The dreams of mortals were becoming increasingly dark and twisted, reflecting the evil that lurked within the shadows.

The orb, was a key part of the Dreamrealm's defense against the Dreamkillers. It held the power to heal the dreams of mortals and push back against the darkness that threatened to consume the Dreamrealm.

But Lyra, unaware of the orb's true power, had yet to realize her role in the battle against the Dreamkillers. And Malakar, sensing the orb's presence, would stop at nothing to claim it and crush the last remnants of the Dreamrealm's defenses.

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