Dreamer

Close your eyes, fall asleep,

Take a journey take a leap...

Make a choice, make it real,

So that dreams will be revealed...

When the faith you had  is gone and you're all alone

When the light you see has dimmed and left your side

When the sun has gone down behind you,

When the moon has rose above you,

You will see a new dream tonight.

Spread your wings, fly to the sky,

Soak your mind don't let it dry...

Pick a star, make a wish,

And the story you started shall finish...

When the faith you had is gone and you're all alone

When the light you see has dimmed and left your side

When the sun has gone down behind you,

When the moon has rose above you,

You will know, you'll dream a new dream tonight

"A soft hum to a soft song rang under the midst moonlight. Eerie and quiet, the voice sends an icy chill down your spine. Soft and harmonic, the voice rocks the young to sleep. The Dreamer sings her song down the path of every sleeping house, her songs soothing and quiet, like a whisper in the wind, slowly caressing you to fall into your dreams.

    A folk's myth claims the Dreamer collects dreams of those who dream to stop them from dreaming. Legend says the Dreamer picks her victims and removes their ability to dream. They say the Dreamer was a quiet one: one that observes in silence. They say her eyes were bore into your soul and steal your dreams.

    The Dreamer only dreams but does not see reality, she is forever stuck in the world of dreams, waiting for those who dream to unknowingly sacrificing their dreams to her. The Dreamer observes in silence as our dreams bore into her land of endless dreams."

"Yeah, yeah. A boring story *yawn." Tyler exclaims when Reid finishes his story.

Ellie shoots, "What, you got something better?"

Confident, Tyler says, "Yeah, I do! The classic Dracula. The Dracula sucks blood right out of your veins, draining all your blood until there is no more blood left in you. A way better Halloween story than that Dreamer thing of yours."

Ellie rolls her eyes, "Blah, blah, blah. Like who's never heard of THAT story. Get something more creative maybe?"

"A challenge to the great storyteller, I presume?" Tyler asks.

"No, no. The true storyteller tittle goes to Reid." claims Ellie.

"Thank you, Ellie. I shall forever carry that tittle with me my entire life." Granted, Reid was happy Ellie supports his stories. At least she still listens. Tyler and the others just don't appreciate good imagination.

The campfire flickers under the bright, full moon, surrounded by clusters of sparkling stars, shining down on Ellie, Tyler, Reid, Kayla, Emily and Chase, a gang of good friends. They call themselves the Cielo which meant "sky" in Spanish because they enjoy the sky and all that the sky has to offer. Indeed, including bird poop. Only Emily hates bird poop, but the others accept it because they need at least 6 dreamers to form a Somnium.

The Somnium existed over three hundred years ago. It was formed to encourage young and talented minds to discover, imagine and create. The first group was from ancient Rome called the Somnium, they were the first to discover such talent and use it in various ways: to manipulate other minds, to control elements, to see what others are not able to see, to hear what others are not able to hear, and many more. They were special, they were different. When the Government found out this quiet group of Somniums, they wiped them out. Every single one of them but one. That one was ordered to escape and hide until he found others. His name was Sominia Elacranda, a very talented dreamer, very powerful as well.

Sominia traveled to Greek and found more dreamers. He tested them to define their stage of powers and ability. The first stages were the Imago, the ability to imagine; the Reperio, the ability to discover; and the Genero, the ability to create. The second stage was the Duo, a combination of two abilities of the first stage. The third stage was the Trio, a combination of all three of the first stage. The last stage was the Spiritus, the combination of Trio and the power of the mind. These talents are genetic, it flows from the bloodline of Sominia Elacranda to his descendants. Of course, there are others, but not many discovered.

Ellie and her gang were at Duo. They were able to think in various ways, twist their minds to discover, imagine and create. Soon, the Cielo and the other Somnium groups will come together and form the ultimate power, the power to save the world.

As Ellie and her gang continues to dream, the Dreamer walks on the path of sleeping houses.

Before I enter my long, quiet slumber of maybe 15 hours, I wish to you a good night. And for those who read this story on Halloween, forgive me as it is not a ghost story, but I would like to wish all of you a Happy Halloween!

Trick-or-Treat?

You'll find monsters under your sheets...