Starla and Finn look up at Harper with similar expressions of curiosity. The story already sounded like it would be a bit of a shock by how he seemed to become a little more somber in attitude. Then he made them promise not to be sad, which made the siblings look at each other before both nodding to Harper. Finn couldn't really promise not to be sad. He was a sensitive soul sometimes, so he couldn't help when he got sad over things. But both now wanted to hear his tale so they nodded and listened attentively. Starla planned to catch every word, every detail, and the reason to his rank. If she never paid attention before, she was definitely doing so now. 

Not having anywhere to go any time soon, Harper leaned against the wall. Once the siblings got comfortable, he gave a nod and started his tale. "As you can see, I'm a Dream. So I'm less 'human' looking if you will. Unlike, you two, I was created by a little girl. My job was to protect her from, as she always said, 'those naughty little creatures that tainted her fun'- nightmares. Well, day by day I protected her, and then one day... she forgot about me." As she got older, the girl had new nightmares to worry about, older human problems. Not just silly monsters and the regular games. Harper had tried to convince her that he could still protect her, but he was pushed away. "At first, she took my voice. She said.. rabbits don't talk. And soon after...she got rid of me. But I had been so vivid a dream that I was casted off." 

He remembered the night he woke up and instead of being in his normal home, he was stuck in the real world. It was raining and he was lost. "I wandered until one of the realm jumpers found me. Thankfully it was a dream minion. She took me in and reported me to Lord Enasi and he welcomed me as if I had always been home." He remembered the feast they had in his honor, all because he was a new member of the realm. "They learned that I was a protector in the girl's dream, so the second in command before me of course took me in. He was a Dream minion. One of the first I had seen. He was a true knight." Harper sighed gently.

"Skipping over detail- I trained as hard as I could to impress the ones who found potential in me. I worked hard until I was on the front lines with the best of the best. But one battle with the Nightmare Realm, they snuck up behind him... I was," He paused as the memory seeped in. "I was too slow. And I couldn't help him." It was something no one would expect to hear from the fastest dream or dream minion on foot. He skipped more detail, skimming over the sad parts- although his saddened expression didn't help too much. "Lord Enasi told me that I was recommended by him. He told Lord Enasi that he trusted me to protect the realm under him. So, he declared me second in command. It was an honour, and a shock... But I'm upholding my promise. And as long as our guardian trusts me and as long as I'm still able to breathe, I vowed to keep this place safe and live up to that recommendation."

With that, he was done with his spill. He stood straight, planning to leave it at that- but he decided to at least wait to see if they had questions or things they wanted to say. 

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[I] Instead of the darkness he was use to, a faint glimmer of light appeared. Already, their world was talking form. The stars appeared and he felt the soft touch of the grass underneath him. His attention turned to a soft fluttering or flapping noise. 

"Whoa..." 

He breathed and took in the sight of the multitudes of sheets. It was a jungle of cloth. The gentle breeze urged him to go forward and he walked closer. He stopped and reached up, looking at a pure white feather that landed on his head. The color contrasted almost perfectly, and he gently blew it away to float. The countless other feathers and petals made him laugh gently, and all he could do was let them fall.

[B]Now, where is that Nightmare? [/B] 

He looked around, deciding to take his chances in the maze. He wandered inside, smiling as the occasional breeze would cause soft cloth to brush his skin. "Oh Seishu. . .? Where are you?" Was he playing hide and seek again? Well, no matter. He continued to wander, pulling at the sheets gently as he did. [/I]