Entry 1: The Real of Dreams
â€œHe was said to be the Soldier of Freedom forever wandering in the Realms of Dreams. He would have no face as either Captivity and Freedom have no face. He could weaken the strong and turn evil in to good. He was Balance. He could turn light into the darkness and darkness into light, but ever since the humanity came down to this world and darkened everything around, he was nothing more than a whispered dream, never to be seen or heard while he wandered in the silent world of Dreams, as the world got captivated by its own power. With his last strength he created his Dream of Light in the shape of a indestructible globe. Might you ever find this globe and get to face this man without a face, fear him not, but treasure him as your friend. He might make it possible for you to see, your own Dream of Reality.â€
Casidhe stared at the globe of light in her hands excited as she heard the ancient text coming from the globe the moment she touched it. This was it, this was the Globe of the Ancients. The only True Light left in the world and the only way for her to save her little brother from the dark Aysiki, creatures made out of the Darkness of the Heart of Blaecleah, the last King that ever ruled. The Aysiki had made her little brother sick, with every breath a bit of Darkness would sip in his heart, making him food for the Aysiki.
Casidheâ€™s eyes started to hurt from looking at the light shimmering in her hands. Carefully she placed the Globe in her bag. She could still see the light trough the bag.
â€œGesthe me nu luacte, muadrek!â€
She jumped three meters up in the air, well at the very least it felt like three meters. She had no time left the Aysiki had spotted her and they did not like her taking the Globe of the Ancients out of the Box of Darkness. And they probably didnâ€™t like it that she â€˜accidentlyâ€™ destroyed their precious box that could shield away the bright light of the Globe either.
She hurried to the window to jump out of it into the Black River, but the Aysiki had already captured her and made her swallow in their darkness. In a last struggle to win she took the Globe out of her back and held in to her chest pleading the Soldier Of Freedom to save her brother of the very creatures that were choking her with their evil powers. The light of the Globe faded and the world went Dark for real.
â€œAre you okay, Casidhe?â€
It was the voice of her little brother. Her head was on the edge of exploding so she just groaned a bit.
â€œOpen your eyes carefully, okay?â€
She did as he told her. Something was out of place, her eyes started to throb and she closed them again. Her headache became even worse.
â€œYou fell asleep. Well, you are still sleeping.â€
â€œWhat happened to the colours? Why do they hurt my eyes? Are you okay with all that brightness, Dalaigh?â€
A silence fell as Casidhe opened her eyes again searching for her little brother, only seeing a man pulsating with light. With the voice of her brother he told her he wasnâ€™t her brother. Casidhe had to catch her breath and keep in the scream as the faceless man turned to her.
â€œMy name is Fiach, please, do not fear me. I mean no harm.â€
She only noticed now that the voice she heard came from her own head and not from the faceless man before her. She slowly crept out of bed and studied the glowing man. It was fascinating how he actually shined. Then it suddenly became clear for her.
â€œAreâ€¦ Are you the Soldier of Freedom?â€
â€œI am not familiar with that name. But Iâ€™ll help you find him if you need to find him.â€
He wasnâ€™t familiar with that name? Who didnâ€™t know about the Soldier of Freedom, the last hope for mankind to gain back their Freedom from the Aysiki. Unless of course, he was the Soldier of Freedom. It would make sense he never knew of that title because he had already disappeared before the Ancients called him the Soldier of Freedom. But that soldier was supposed to be trapped in the Realms of Dreams.
â€œFiach? Where are we?â€
â€œIn the Realms of Dreams. I think itâ€™s your dream as Iâ€™m able to interact with you. You can see my prison, right? And you can hear me talk to youâ€¦â€
â€œYour prison? What is your prison? Is this dreamâ€¦ my dreamâ€¦ Is my dream your prison?â€
Fiach shook his head. â€œNo, itâ€™s this body that keeps me trapped in this world. You can see it sit right there, right?â€
Casidhe nodded slowly as she stood up and inspected her house. Everything was so colourful, so bright, so beautiful. She moved outside and she saw something that was the most incredible thing she had ever seen. The sun. Her neighbors greeted her with a smile and in the garden was her little brother playing with the neighborâ€™s child. He was healthy and laughing away. When he saw her he stood up and ran towards her.
â€œCassy, Cassy. Look, we found a birdâ€™s nest!â€
Dalaigh brought her to the tree and pointed to the nest. Casidhe cried. Her eyes hurt off all the beautiful things and the bright light but she couldnâ€™t close them. She wanted to see everything of this perfect world. The dead tree in the garden was full of leaves, the grass on the ground was green and some young flowers held up their heads to her and spread sweet aromaâ€™s. She kneeled down next to her brother and neighbor and enjoyed the warmth of the incredible sun.
When she felt a hand on her shoulder she was afraid it would be an Aysiki forcing her back to Reality, but it was Fiach.
â€œDo you like this Dream?â€
It was weird for her to hear her brothers voice in her head when her brother was right in front of her but she nodded and laughed for the first time in her life. She stopped the moment she heard the sound of her laugh.
â€œUhm, sorry. Iâ€™m not sure what I just did.â€
â€œWhy are you letting Reality get to you when your Dream makes you so much happier?â€
â€œWhat are you saying? This is a Dream, itâ€™s a mere Fantasy. It doesnâ€™t exist, only in my head!â€
The man without a face remained silent pointing the emptiness of his face at Casidhe. Then he shook his head. â€œAre you trying to tell me that I do not exist? That I am a mere Fantasy?â€
â€œI am! There is no way you canâ€™t have a face!â€
The world changed immediately, the sun blacked out and her little brother disappeared at the same time as the trees and the grass and all that existed. She stood in complete darkness. She felt the cold and could hear the whispers. The Aysiki had arrived. She was back in Reality where the Aysiki ruled, where she was about to die.
â€œMoekate, sket strumpe ai nec trismut."
The chills went down her spine as she could see the Aysiki right in front of her face. He was telling her that she had to give the Globe back or die as their food right now. But she would never give away the only item in the world that could save her brother. The Globe had lost its light earlier but she could still feel its warmth. It might still work. She just had to get it to Dalaigh. She had to save him. Even if it seemed impossible, even if the Aysiki took herâ€¦ if he was save then nothing else matters.
â€œIs this really the Reality you want?â€
The Aysiki shrank and backed away from the light the man without a face emitted.
â€œWhat are you talking about? This IS reality. There is nothing I can do about that.â€ She was growing tired of this man without a face.
â€œIf this was reality then how can I be here? I was a mere Fantasy remember?â€
Casidhe was dumbfounded. Fiach had a point there. He was the Soldier of Freedom for sure. But he was locked up in the Realms of Dreams. There was no way he could be here. There was no way a Man without a face could exist in Reality.
â€œHow can a man without a face exist?!â€
â€œI have a face, dear Casidhe. You just canâ€™t remember it.â€
â€œWhat are you talking about?! I never ever saw your face before. Nobody did! Youâ€™re a LEGEND, you hear? The man without a face, The Soldier of Freedom? The man that could save this world from those awful Aysiki creatures? Thatâ€™s YOU. And youâ€™re really not doing great job. Now, just help me save my little brother would you? Those creatures fear you, so I might be able to reach my little brother and save him with this globe of yours.â€
Fiach nodded and guided her to her house where her little brother was fast asleep in his own bed, sick. He was already starting to fade into the darkness. She kneeled down and placed the globe in his hands. He groaned at its warmth.
â€œDalaigh, come on. Take it. It will make you feel better. It will heal you. Dalaigh!!â€
He dissapeared, but she couldnâ€™t hear the laughs of the Aysiki nor could she feel the warm hand of Fiach. She could only stare at the spot where used to be her brother and now was an Aysiki. It grinned victoriously at her.
â€œCasidhe, you should wake up. Look at me.â€
She slowly turned around with tears in her eyes. Her sole purpose of living got consumed by the darkness and turned in to a Aysiki, the very creature she hated. She would never ever see him again, she would never be able to touch him again. She lost him. Her precious little brother, her only light. Nothing mattered anymore if he was gone.
Fiach touched her face. â€œRemember my faceâ€¦ Casidhe!â€
His light dimmed and slowly but surely they were standing in complete darkness again. Fiach had disappeared together with Dalaigh, she was all alone now as the cold fingers of the Aysiki grabbed her and took her with her for the eternity of darkness. The cold, brute world of Darkness where deaths were the standard. Murders committed without being seen, without hearing the victims. A world of complete nothingness.
â€œRemember my faceâ€¦â€ It echoed through her head as she saw her life passing by.
At her left side she felt her husbandâ€™s hand, at her right the small hand of her son. They were quietly talking to one another. Her head was blank. She couldnâ€™t remember anything but the weird nightmare she just had. A nightmare about darkness and no freedom.
Someone entered the room, someone she didnâ€™t know.
â€œMister Enos?â€ Casidhe felt her husband move. â€œYour wife has been in a severe condition after the car accident, but she seems stable now. Her brains seems to be damaged quite badly and there is a high possibility that she might not remember anything. I am also sorry to tell you that there is a chance she will not awaken from her coma.â€
Her son started to sob. The doctor shouldnâ€™t have bluntly told that while he was in the room. He might be 5 years old but he sure was a very clever boy.
â€œDalaighâ€¦â€ Her voice was a mere whisper, but the room went silent instantaneously.
With utmost effort she opened her eyes and smiled to her son. Her husband hurried to her side. â€œCasidheâ€¦â€
â€œFiach.â€ She wanted to touch him, but she couldnâ€™t move.
â€œWelcome back, my love.â€
Whew that was it oh ahah I forgot to put in the title of the eh story thingie ^^" I think uh well I might have put it in I can't remember D: So even if I did write it in part 1 the title is: