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She woke up to Azima gently shaking her shoulder. “It’s getting late, love,” he whispered. She heard the soft creak of the bed as he stood up and began to walk out of the room. “…Okay,” Fae mumbled out a response. “If you need anything… just ask.” He smiled sadly and closed the door quietly behind him. “Okay,” she repeated, her voice quivering. Fae squeezed her eyes shut and rolled onto her back. Last night she had gotten into bed early. And by early she meant early than usual. Which was early. She hadn’t been able to fall asleep for hours, though. Instead she started

Her eyes snapped opened, blurry with tears. She expected to be burning with pain like she had just been seconds before. Her racing heart slowly went back to a normal pace once she realized that it had all been a dream. She was in her bedroom. The same room she woke up in every morning for the past nineteen years, in the same beautiful castle with all the same people. She shook her head at her own worry and wiped at her wet face with the back of her hand before sitting up. Despite knowing it was only a dream, she couldn’t deny how real it had felt. It didn’t feel like a normal dream. It felt like she had been asleep for years, but

It was the first day of high school. The first day at Hopes Peak Academy, to be exact. It was a high school for only the best of the best. Talented people from all across the world were invited to attend Hopes Peak. She didn’t mean to brag or anything, but… she was one of those talented people! From a young age she had wanted to help people. The only issue was that there were a whole lot of ways to do that. What made her realize what she wanted to do was overhearing a conversation about a secretive organization called the Dream Catchers. Apparently they helped give people good dreams. She supposed it wasn’t what someone migh

She sat on the edge of grassy cliff; her legs swung back and forth, hitting the rocky cliff ever so often. What seemed like a bottomless void stretched out beneath her, but a river was clearly visible at the bottom. There was a light breeze that carried along the gentle songs of birds and made the grass rustle ever so slightly under her fingertips. Her hair brushed lightly against her cheek as the wind changed direction for a moment, but then continued to softly tug it backwards. This was her thinking place. It was the only place where she could delve deep enough into her thoughts and feelings. Anywhere else was too loud, too cramped, or to

A paw prodded her in the side. Her head shot up in surprise. Reedwhisker was sitting in front of her. Butterflypaw looked at him, raising an eyebrow. “What are you doing?” she asked. “You slept in late and we were supposed to go training today. You aren’t a kit anymore Butterflypaw, you have to wake up before sunhigh or else you won’t be able to train to become a warrior,” he meowed sternly. “Now get up and eat something so we can go to the training hollow.” Without another word he walked out of the apprentices den, his tail trailing behind him. She looked around the den. No one else was ther