Dream Demon (Part 2) (Mune Fanfiction) English
by Kip Supernova
The words they had shouted after him still echoed in his ears ... and penetrated his head, which was half in the freezing water. Alb's body rested in water for a few moments until the current caught him and carried him along the river. The lean body of the white faun was whirled around, so that his face was sometimes under water, then again on the surface. But Alb did not notice all of this - he was unconscious and drove a narrow but fast flowing river ever faster towards a rushing waterfall.
The light of the moon shimmered on the surface of the water, turning it into a play of white, blue, and slightly purple colors that reflected on its snow-white fur.
The moon ... whispered something in his mind, half awake in dream state. It was as if he were standing in a half-open door through which just that much light was entering an otherwise darkened room to recognize vague contours ... and these daring contours were moving and outlined with humanoid outlines walking beings, moving slowly, very slowly towards him. Alb was overcome with fear ... and this fear felt cold and debilitating ...
Open your eyes ... what was that voice? It sounded soft, kind, strange and familiar at the same time ... the figures from the darkness, they seemed to exist only as blackness, and their outlines looked like very fine lines of chalk. They were moving towards Alb ...
I can't fall asleep ... I can't dream ... otherwise they'll kill me ...
Alb was lying on the water with his back and seemed to float. His half-open eyes - he saw the moon in the sky, but at the same time the dark room with the dark figures made of finely drawn chalk lines - first saw the moon, then he was suddenly covered by a huge creature that looked very heavy, large and impetuous however seemed to move gracefully and seemingly light-footed on very long, thin legs.
The temple ... I see the temple of the guardian of the moon ... or is it a dream?
"Give me your hand, quickly!"
Alb heard the sound of the words, which sounded very excited, but he didn't find the strength to lift his arms, let alone grab anything or anyone. Through his tired eyes, he saw two large, dark blue eyes, covered in a veil of drowsiness, in a delicate, graceful face that was surrounded by blue hair and two huge ears.
From the half-open, dark room, one of the figures grabbed his arm and pulled at it.
"The moon," Alb whispered and tears rose in him. "Please help me ..."
***
Mune was perched on the temple's beak, which bowed his head far down, almost touching the surface of the water. The thin, very fragile looking body of the white faun practically hovered on the water - the white moon silk spiders were able to slow down the flow of the waterfall just in time so that the white faun did not fall into the depths.
They spun fine strands of moon silk from the belly of the temple to the rocks that protruded to the right and left of the waterfall and jumped up and down on the silk so that the virbration not only created a nice, soothing melody, but also a force field which literally froze the flow of water.
Mune leaned forward as far as he could. "Give me your hand, quickly!" he called to the white faun again, for a feeling told him that the moon silk would not last long. And then he might never find out why this mysterious white companion, who had been chasing him through his dreams for nights, was lying here in the river of all places.
There seemed to be no use - Mune sensed that the white faun was caught in an intermediate world between dream and waking state. The red spot on his head indicated an injury. If the white faun was a dreamwalker that Mune was thinking, an injury to his head could have put him in a kind of twilight state. In plain language, this meant that this faun could not differentiate between dream and reality.
"Then in the old-fashioned way."
Mune's long, thin legs clung to the top of the huge beak of his temple, hanging upside down in front of the white faun's face.
"You just have a bad dream," said Mune, rubbing the darker fur of his forearms together. "And I'm going to chase them away now. Think of something nice, think of the one you love. He is with you now."
***
The dark shape that was holding Alb's arm abruptly let go and shrieked like a frightened animal to be driven away by fire. As if he saw the other faun with his big, kind eyes and blue and violet sparks that shimmered and shimmered down on him.
Think of something beautiful, think of the one you love. He is with you now.
"With me," Alb whispered and smiled. Suddenly the coldness of the darkness left him, the door to the dark room closed with a loud bang, the beings of blackness and thin chalk lines ... they were gone.
The rush of water penetrated Alb's ears, as did the throbbing pain in his head wound. His found his strength again - Alb stretched out his paw for the blue faun that seemed to hang upside down in the air above him, grabbed it and let himself be pulled up.
Both Alb and the blue faun, who had just rained blue glitter from the fur of his arms, found a stop on a long, narrow rock - a "rock" that was actually the huge beak of an even larger creature. But Alb didn't really notice that; he was panting on his stomach, trying to get up, but couldn't.
He turned his head and looked into the blue faun, which had apparently just saved him. "Who ... is it you ...", stammered Alb, then he felt the strength leave his body and he lost consciousness again.
Mune could just hold him before Alb fell. He stroked Alb through the snow-white fur and whispered. "Yes it's me."
He carried it gently to the entrance to the temple as the moon silk spiders followed.
The temple started moving again, and with it the moon, which it pulled behind it.
