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Chapter Four: Development
And so, for the next 8 years, the Sandman visited you every month, each reunion more heartfelt than the last. You both talk, (well, you do most of the talking), and laugh together, never having a dull moment. You tell him your dreams and goals, and he tells you what’s happening around the world, and stories about North, Bunnymund, and Tooth. Sometimes you both go outside and play with the dream sand, other times you simply sit in your room together, and chat until the sun comes up. It always takes a toll on you, but seeing your best friend is totally worth the lack of sleep.
You’re about 15 years old now. School’s getting a bit tougher, and friends can be meaner. Especially when you say you still believe in the Sandman and other ‘fairy tales’. Usually by this age, children fall out of the dream world and stop believing in spirits. But you’re different. You still believe in them as much as you did when you were 7 years old. You don’t think you’ll ever will stop believing, to Sandman’s relief.
The golden Guardian never did tell you about the light that flashed from your chest from that first night. He didn’t want to startle you, or make you worried. He simply kept the secret to himself and watched you with a close eye.
Even when you’re not with him, he constantly thinks about you and your uniqueness. You still seem to glow like a beacon every time Sandman puts you to sleep. Since the first day, he had slowly started to put some pieces together.
You can’t see the glowing sensation yourself, it seems only he can. Also, he realized that the blinking light was almost like a homing devise. Sandy cold feel the blinking glow inside him, and it could lead him to wherever you were. It sounds strange, but whenever you both played hide and seek together, he always seemed to know where you were. Adding on, whenever he flew into your hometown, he could always feel your presence around him, calling for him and leading him to your house.
That’s all he as managed to discover so far, but one other strange thing has stuck out in his mind.
You seem to possess the ability to control dream sand.
One night, when you were about 10 years old, Sandy decided to pull a small prank on you for laughs. He made you believe that you could actually control the golden dust if you concentrated really hard.
Eager to try, you hold your hands out and wave them around like Sandy usually does, your face scrunched up in concentration. Suddenly, sand started to sway around you, no particular shape, just a floating blob. Thinking it’s all you, you start to squee in delight. However, you don’t notice Sandy’s hands waving behind his back, himself actually controlling the blob of sand in front of you. He silently started to snicker, trying to hold back his laughter at you thinking you could control the dust. He continued to do this for a few minutes, getting enjoyment out of your gullible-ness.
The golden Guardian was just about to tell you it was all a joke, and that you couldn’t in fact bend sand, when something very strange happened.
A Pegasus formed from the golden blob.
Sandy stopped waving his hands, frozen at the sudden creature in front of him. He didn’t do that! He looked at his hands wide eyed, which have stopped moving, then back at the Pegasus. You continue to wave your hands around, as if nothing’s wrong, the Pegasus flying and whinnying around your head.
This is impossible for children to do. Only Sandy himself can actually bend the sand to his will.
This… This can’t be happening… Sandy thought, but he couldn’t doubt something right in front of him. You were actually controlling the golden sand.
After that night, Sandy started to properly teach you how to bend the dream sand. How to twist and flick your wrists, how to use it for transportation, even how to use it as a weapon and protect yourself (in case of an emergency).
Being able to control dream sand, unusually purer than any other child he’s met ever, and the fact that he can sense your presence… it’s just not normal! Sandy knows you and him are connected in a way… but how?
“… Sandy? Helloooo~? Earth to Saaandyyyy~! You there?”
You’re just outside your house, playing around with the dream sand. Sandy has been giving you another lesson; this one’s about learning how to make multiple creatures at once. At first Sandy was focused, and giving you small critiques here and there, but now he seems to be lost in thought, just staring at the moon.
Your small group of sand butterfly’s flit around your head as you look worriedly at your tutor and best friend. An idea pops into your head, and you start to smile evilly. You wave your hands toward Sandy, and the butterflies start to follow your movements. They slowly start to fly towards Sandy, the Guardian not paying attention.
Sandy was still trying to make sense of your abilities, when a soft, tingling sound interrupted his thoughts. Just as he turns his head, the butterflies surround him, their soft wings tickling his neck, their ringing sound light and happy. Sandy can’t help but smile and laugh, the butterflies fluttering against every inch of him.
You clutch your stomach and laugh with him, amused by his struggles and squirms. You always preferred to seeing his beaming face than one filled with nothing. However, you’re so caught up in laughing, you stop waving your hands. Sandy senses the butterflies losing their power, and leaps at the chance. He quickly starts to wave his own hands, taking control of your golden butterflies. Of course, you’re too busy gasping for air to notice.
You finally catch your breath and look up at him, eventually noticing that Sandy has stopped laughing. He stares you down, a wicked smile creeping up his face. With a quick snap of his fingers, the sand butterflies poof into multiple feather dusters.
… Oh crap.
~~~~~~~~~
And so, for the next 8 years, the Sandman visited you every month, each reunion more heartfelt than the last. You both talk, (well, you do most of the talking), and laugh together, never having a dull moment. You tell him your dreams and goals, and he tells you what’s happening around the world, and stories about North, Bunnymund, and Tooth. Sometimes you both go outside and play with the dream sand, other times you simply sit in your room together, and chat until the sun comes up. It always takes a toll on you, but seeing your best friend is totally worth the lack of sleep.
You’re about 15 years old now. School’s getting a bit tougher, and friends can be meaner. Especially when you say you still believe in the Sandman and other ‘fairy tales’. Usually by this age, children fall out of the dream world and stop believing in spirits. But you’re different. You still believe in them as much as you did when you were 7 years old. You don’t think you’ll ever will stop believing, to Sandman’s relief.
The golden Guardian never did tell you about the light that flashed from your chest from that first night. He didn’t want to startle you, or make you worried. He simply kept the secret to himself and watched you with a close eye.
Even when you’re not with him, he constantly thinks about you and your uniqueness. You still seem to glow like a beacon every time Sandman puts you to sleep. Since the first day, he had slowly started to put some pieces together.
You can’t see the glowing sensation yourself, it seems only he can. Also, he realized that the blinking light was almost like a homing devise. Sandy cold feel the blinking glow inside him, and it could lead him to wherever you were. It sounds strange, but whenever you both played hide and seek together, he always seemed to know where you were. Adding on, whenever he flew into your hometown, he could always feel your presence around him, calling for him and leading him to your house.
That’s all he as managed to discover so far, but one other strange thing has stuck out in his mind.
You seem to possess the ability to control dream sand.
One night, when you were about 10 years old, Sandy decided to pull a small prank on you for laughs. He made you believe that you could actually control the golden dust if you concentrated really hard.
Eager to try, you hold your hands out and wave them around like Sandy usually does, your face scrunched up in concentration. Suddenly, sand started to sway around you, no particular shape, just a floating blob. Thinking it’s all you, you start to squee in delight. However, you don’t notice Sandy’s hands waving behind his back, himself actually controlling the blob of sand in front of you. He silently started to snicker, trying to hold back his laughter at you thinking you could control the dust. He continued to do this for a few minutes, getting enjoyment out of your gullible-ness.
The golden Guardian was just about to tell you it was all a joke, and that you couldn’t in fact bend sand, when something very strange happened.
A Pegasus formed from the golden blob.
Sandy stopped waving his hands, frozen at the sudden creature in front of him. He didn’t do that! He looked at his hands wide eyed, which have stopped moving, then back at the Pegasus. You continue to wave your hands around, as if nothing’s wrong, the Pegasus flying and whinnying around your head.
This is impossible for children to do. Only Sandy himself can actually bend the sand to his will.
This… This can’t be happening… Sandy thought, but he couldn’t doubt something right in front of him. You were actually controlling the golden sand.
After that night, Sandy started to properly teach you how to bend the dream sand. How to twist and flick your wrists, how to use it for transportation, even how to use it as a weapon and protect yourself (in case of an emergency).
Being able to control dream sand, unusually purer than any other child he’s met ever, and the fact that he can sense your presence… it’s just not normal! Sandy knows you and him are connected in a way… but how?
“… Sandy? Helloooo~? Earth to Saaandyyyy~! You there?”
You’re just outside your house, playing around with the dream sand. Sandy has been giving you another lesson; this one’s about learning how to make multiple creatures at once. At first Sandy was focused, and giving you small critiques here and there, but now he seems to be lost in thought, just staring at the moon.
Your small group of sand butterfly’s flit around your head as you look worriedly at your tutor and best friend. An idea pops into your head, and you start to smile evilly. You wave your hands toward Sandy, and the butterflies start to follow your movements. They slowly start to fly towards Sandy, the Guardian not paying attention.
Sandy was still trying to make sense of your abilities, when a soft, tingling sound interrupted his thoughts. Just as he turns his head, the butterflies surround him, their soft wings tickling his neck, their ringing sound light and happy. Sandy can’t help but smile and laugh, the butterflies fluttering against every inch of him.
You clutch your stomach and laugh with him, amused by his struggles and squirms. You always preferred to seeing his beaming face than one filled with nothing. However, you’re so caught up in laughing, you stop waving your hands. Sandy senses the butterflies losing their power, and leaps at the chance. He quickly starts to wave his own hands, taking control of your golden butterflies. Of course, you’re too busy gasping for air to notice.
You finally catch your breath and look up at him, eventually noticing that Sandy has stopped laughing. He stares you down, a wicked smile creeping up his face. With a quick snap of his fingers, the sand butterflies poof into multiple feather dusters.
… Oh crap.
~~~~~~~~~
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