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The Boy Who Fed On Nightmares


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A long time ago, there lived a beautiful girl in a castle deep inside the forest. She was always alone, so she was lonely and bored. So one day, she left the castle to find herself a friend to play with. She offered them all sorts of amazing gifts, but nobody ever accepted her. Later on, she found out why. A monster who brings along the shadow of death. That’s what the people called her. 

 

“ She’s a monster. A monster. “ 

 

She was very angry at every living soul in the world. And she needed to take it out on someone. Ever since she unexpectedly saved the boy from dying, the scary shadow that always followed her around suddenly disappeared. And the boy always followed her around instead.He always went with her whether it was day or night and whether she was in the mountains or a field . On a clear and sunny day, the girl asked him this.

“Hey, will you always stay by my side?”

“Of course. I will never run away. “

“Even if I do this?”

 

She held a butterfly, and tore it apart and the girl was all alone again, and the shadow of death came back and whispered this. 

 

“No one can ever stay by your side, because you’re a monster. Do not ever forget that. Do you understand?”

 

“Yes, Mother.” 




 

As the story book closed, there were several feverish cries, followed by a shushing as a familiar boy with azure eyes remarked hastily to his younger counterpart only for her to bawl incessantly. He would be punished that day by their mother. 

 

In present times, as the older de Astrea explored the hustle and bustle of the city, he worried about her, but yet, knew that he could not dote and protect her. When you love something, you had to let it go, or it became nothing but the sin of obsession. Therein lies an issue, a plight exacerbated as he could do little to stop her from being pelted with food during her first visit to the city. 

 

Deliberations concluded. And as sure as the sun rises from the east, there was a foul stench of nightmares stitched into the future of the de Astrea, an unavoidable fate as the maelstrom of the realm hurled around them. Yielding to such circumstances was heretical. Therein lies a challenge for the heartlanders to struggle, to contest and resist fading into obscurity in the brief thread in time they accompanied. 

 

As the midnight oil burns, the older de Astrea reaches to rest an arm on the shoulder of the younger de Astra. 

 

“You will never be a monster. “ 

 

He tucked her to bed as a lethargic tranquility besmears them in slumber. His dreams drifting into idealizations of varying hopes for the future, of his own personal adoration of his sister manifesting to finding and protecting a proper home for the migratory family among the descendants. It was no mere feat to find a place to belong, with drifters often fading with the wind, as the relentless winds of fate blows upon all. Crucially, for the sails of his family to catch wind, it had to be patched and fixed...but, it remained so, that the very shedding terror they dread may return easily once again.  Once more, his sleep was uneasy and filled with discomfort. 

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