Prologue
A girl puts her arm out the window. She looks at the
moon. Also, from her room, the view of the harbor makes her traveling around
the world and thinking. The moon reflects, she said. It reflects sunlight.
A small firefly approaches the window, outside. The
young child fixes her gaze on this rainbow light and everything capsizes... The
child falls in the light as in a dream.
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Ditratos the white mage, surrounded by piles of
books in different formats, is enthralled by his reading. Totally absorbed by
these mysterious subjects, he forgets that his companion has left him for a
while but here she reappears, dropping a few pinches of magical sparks on the
manuscript before him.
Ha!
You are here, my little favorite fairy?
Yuna, suspended before the eyes of her immortal
friend in its aura of rainbow sky created by the beating of her wings, lays her
fists on her hips and says :
I
was a little bored, so I invited a friend.
WOOOOW!
(With echo)
A small female voice full of wonder is heard from the
other side of piles of books. With a puzzled look and knitting his brows,
Ditratos is confused and surprised at the same time. It must be said that Yuna
often brings a surprise factor in his daily routine. But then an unknown,
uninvited young lady, in his fortress of secret knowledge, it is much to accept
from the spontaneity of a fairy.
Well,
what kind of surprise did you plan this time?
In the same spirit, the mage stands up slowly,
looking towards the center of the room, his neck stretched, while careful.
A
child?
Motionless and head up to the sphere of eternal
light, the latter is her only reality for now. The girl rubs the back of her
hands over her eyes and notice the great room surrounded by books. With amazed
eyes and ajar mouth, she turns slowly, stomping around, contemplating these
walls hiding many mysteries. Her dress stands out in this Gothic decoration.
Her young sailor costume with shorts above the knee, ankle boots worn by the
walks in the wild, in the middle of the Temple of Wonders, so she marvels.
Her vision is entranced by all these books and
scrolls, all around her and even higher still, beyond the darkness far above
this special luster. Suddenly she stops spinning, eyes fixed on a great mage dressed
in a long white dress who looks at her like a rare animal, the index raised to
his chin. On his shoulder, a firefly shines ...
Hey!
It's a fairy there!
The child points at the shoulder of the mage. This latter
looks at Yuna and sighs. Powerless against the will of a rebel fairy, he leans
to the eye level of the young visitor.
Here
is Yuna, you're right. She is indeed a little fairy who brings a lot of
surprises for those she loves!
The girl raises her arms and speaks to her new
friends.
Wow!
This time my daydreams took me into an unknown world. Here is your home?
Well,
yes, if you want, this is my home, indeed. Hum! It is our Temple of Wonders.
Come sit down, I'll explain.
Ditratos guides the girl in an area covered by a
Celtic patterned carpet, brown chairs are arranged in a circle around a small
table covered with platters of exotic fruits, some cuts copper and water jugs.
The young guest, in total confidence, takes an apple, gracefully invited by Yuna
flying over the feast.
Comfortably seated, the girl looks up to the
luminous sphere that is all alone in the air.
It's
magic!
Ditratos agrees with modesty and the girl adds:
That's
funny. I watched the moon from my window ... and the men busy on boats ... and
a firefly joined me. It’s happening to me often when I think that way.
The girl bites into her apple, watching her guests.
You're
about to teach me a lot of mysteries, I think, you two.
Yuna and Ditratos stare at each other with
complicity. They recognize the symbol of the apple, the fruit of knowledge,
bitten by the dream like curiosity of an exceptional child. The mage understand
Yuna’s intention. A young inhabitant of the Earth is about to write her future.
Better give her the right tools.
Okay,
well, young lady, I am Ditratos the strider. I travel through different worlds,
as you do in your dreams. But here you are in the dream worlds, worlds dreamed
by the primordial gods.
Ah,
ah! I knew it!
The child cuts the mage with her excited voice.
I
understand now. Our dreams build our future. It is sure that mythological gods
have built us!
The immortal mage raises his eyebrows in surprise to
a response as illuminated as this. He
looks at Yuna seated on a peach holding one grape on her thighs. She stops in
her tracks, her mouth at two hairs from her fruit. Then she remembers:
Ah
yes, it's true! Our guest is a great master in dreams. I often met and passed
her on Dream World Shores. I think she is mature for a little tour.
Dream World… Shores?
Adds the girl.
Wait,
wait, my young friend, we'll get to it in a moment.
The white mage pours to himself a cup of cool water.
Except
for few visits by Australian aborigines, it is very rare to witness wilful
humans from Earth visiting Dream Worlds.
Australia, the continent full of strange animals?
Uh!
Yeah, well ... This is another story ... On your earthly home, the only link
giving access to the multiverse is ...
The
multiverse?
WELL!
Ditratos takes a deep breath, leans on his chair to
calm his impatience. He rarely address the curiosity of a child. It is giving
him headaches.
Ok,ok! I understand! Multi-universe, multiple universes are known as the
multiverse.
Raising his fingers massaging his forehead, a spark
of joy shines in the eyes of the mage.
Here,
excellent, young lady, keep it! ... To you, the Dream World is the link open to
the multiverse. Dream World is the place of manifestation of divine dreams, worlds
creators and bearers of dreams like us. This Dream World is visited by entities
from the multiverse, either in sleep or by instant inspirations. Several
visions are actually experienced and translated by works of art or innovative
ideas bringing light to the collective consciousness. During recent Yuna’s
dreamlike travels, by her mere ability to interpret this immense forest of
symbols rooted in the ocean dream, she feels travelers or visitors from the Earth.
The
little firefly I see in my dreams, it's you, Yuna?
Yuna taste the grape, with a positive sign of the
head, she found her words:
Sometimes
the anonymity of an insect is preferable. But now you're ready to take the next
step in your dreams. Continue, dear arcane master.
Hum!
... Yuna, due to her fairy talent, can remain impervious to such presences who
passed by and shaped landscapes created like this. These mini universes are the
work of supreme beings or even divine ones. Also, some arcane masters were able
to create micro-evolving worlds. It is easy to lose our mind due to the
multitude of realities created by very different entities from one another.
Out of the corner of his eye, the white mage looks
at his young guest. She seems a little confused with this new information. Of
his hand, the magician draws signs in the air and immediately above the table,
a vision appears measuring at least three cubits deep.
The
easiest way to visualize the Dream World is this sphere made of intertwined boughs
and continue to grow and branch out in all directions. Thus, each
micro-universe becomes bud, each branch becomes world with new shoots. Every
creative impulse of the universe is growing fueled by bearers of dreams like
us.
Yuna wings rapidly in the center of the sphere. A
bubble grows in her hands. Then she opens her arms to the expansion of her
founding dream. We see angels flying through cities suspended in the clouds.
The bubble leaves the arms of the fairy clinging to a branch of the large plant
like sphere. Then another bubble containing diabolical figures nest on another
branch. Other balls and images are created and lodge here and there in the
multiverse-growing sphere.
Thank
you, Yuna, this is an excellent demonstration. By a large number of these
carriers of dreams, each creation takes shape and feeds the multiverse with another
reality. The growth of this dynamic is infinite.
The storyteller mage stretches his hands towards
Yuna and the young student and invites them to come sit on his lap. The young
stranger do not hesitate for a moment. Wonder shines in her eyes. Yuna is
installed in the hollow of the hands of her young friend now nestled against
the chest of the master. A translucent bubble surround them.
Well,
now we're all travelers of the multiverse ... There we go!
Ditratos’s hands rely on the transparent surface and
all three are transported in these branches of the plant area. Fantastic
universes parade alternately while the guide continues with his deep voice:
The
thoughts and dreams of the community use symbols to convey their messages. These
symbols are intertwined in thought-forms and egregores are created. Like this
gods come to life, dream and die in a sea of possibilities. Also,from these
islands of divine thoughts, matter takes form, structure of a new universe.
This applies to the entire multiverse becoming the divine dream, created by the
primordial gods.
Sometimes, before a strange environment populated by
aggressive creatures, the girl goes deeper into the folds of the robe of the
high mage. But Yuna caress trembling fingertips of her young protegee. And
unfurl around them paradise, hell, prehistoric worlds, the world of Gaia,
worlds with advanced technology, interstellar spaces crisscrossed with flying
ships, underwater peoples, Fomores giants, gods ...
A
fairy as Yuna is a master to travel throughout this circus. She knows steer and
reach Dream World Shores of a given individual. This dream world is
allegorically an ocean in which each holder of dream that we are baths in its
own Dream World Shores. These beaches are the points of contact between the conscious
and the subconscious, reason and dream, reality and imagination.
The bubble finally lands on a sandy beach and rock
formations supporting a dense forest of conifers. Some trees show evidence of
rock formations mounted as dolmens and a smell of burning cedar and the sound
of some drums announces the proximity of a sacred fire hidden behind the wall of
trees. On the other hand, the salt air of the ocean brings with it a mist where
visions of great spirits of nature accompanied by a female presence with earthly
and divine attributes at once, are drawn.
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| Art: Susan Seddon Boulet |
These
are my visions!
The fascinated child points, and the mage taps her
on the shoulder with pride.
We
are on your Dream World Shores and what I see, fantastic adventures await you
in the future.
I
have so many things that call me right now!
Yes,
my dear, a great mission takes shape in front of you ... um ... and ahead of us
too!
Ditratos and Yuna exchange a quick glance at each
other with complicity and the little fairy puts her hand on the thumb of her
guest:
Tomorrow,
if you want, it will be my turn to guide you on your Dream World Shores. It is
a fairy knowledge I'll share to you, but first, lets have a little rest. Travel
is exhausting!
In one leap, the bubble rises when a wonderful
sunrise emerges from the ocean. Ditratos concludes that this overview of the
multiverse benefits to himself. In his immortal heart, a window just opened to this
daughter of the Earth. Yuna just offered a handsome present to her mage, an experience more precious than all
these stacks of books around him a few moments ago. On the way back, eyes of
the mage enjoy seeing Yuna and the dreamy young one looking at each other. Their heads
lean to the left, right, imitating each other in teasing smiles.
Back to the Temple of Wonders, the three friends are
very comfortable together. They share a good feast. Laughter and games are also
on the menu. On top of the great Gothic hall these laughters are heard echoing.
When Yuna playing charades with the child of the Earth, Ditratos raises wet
eyes along the rows of mysterious books. He knows that after the rest their
prodigy will be the mistress. He returns his attention to Yuna busy
entertaining with her new close friend. They are beautiful to look at.
But in all honesty, Ditratos knows that they just
interfere with the youth of a human being. He must rely on Yuna’s instinct. The
eternal fairy knows how to manage these forays into the life of a human. She
has already done this in the past, after all!
Already this dream carrier pushes her sensitivity to
infinity. Knowing now that a generous fairy and a father like magician and
storyteller witness her visions, the child will survive to adulthood. A sigh of
pride swells the chest of the mage.
As soon as the child falls asleep, Yuna joins his
immortal friend. Both look at each other while glancing occasionally their
guest.
Thank
you, Yuna. You gave me a beautiful present. We make a difference now.
I had no doubt on this idea of inviting the girl
home. I think tomorrow will be a great adventure for us.
TO BE CONTINUED ...
Renatus, your chronicler.
