Dreams and Mortals

This is a dream. How do I know?

I stand under a set of leaves. It feels shady, like a shield protecting me from the sun. But, like an object attracted by gravity, the leaves begin to fall out. Fall out one by one until leaving only two leaves.

I do not understand.
This figure is too difficult for me to understand.

So there you have it, I know that this is a dream because I have seen that. It is almost impossible to happen in the real world. In essence, this is a mortal world.

I walked alone in the green pasture. The smell burst, breaking my entire view to the view that was displayed in front of me.
There is a mountain with an ice peak surrounding me, and there is also a crystal lake that makes anyone who sees it stunned. Including me.
Yes, I'm stunned. Stunned by the beautiful scenery in my own dream. This is really stupid, but that's the truth.

I sat alone in this place. I let every breeze, blowing my long hair until it makes a mess. To be honest, I don't really care about the current state of my hair, after all it's just a dream.

I feel a sense of loneliness that strikes my heart. I need someone, who wants to accompany me to see all the beautiful scenery in this place.

Someone, come here. Accompany me.

Srek! A small noise disturbed my mind. I turned to the source of the voice. I saw a strange man who was standing right in front of me.
He gave me a flat look. As if expecting me to open my mouth and say hello.

I stood up, wanted to say hello but I didn't do it. Because I thought, this is a dream and the person who is now standing in front of me is not real, he is just a fantasy formed like a puzzle piece in my dream.
But all possibilities are not entirely true right? I'll ask if it's real or not.

"Are you real?"
A voice echoed through my ears. It was not my voice, but the deep voice of a male of the same age who was now standing before me.
"Hah?"
Wait! I should have asked that, but why?
"Hey, I should have asked that! Why do you dare to read my mind? This is my dream. "I say rather aggressively.
He looks surprised. "What? Your dream? The truth is my dream. "
His dream? Seriously! Who has the point of view and characterization here. He clearly violated the provisions of the character of the dream that I dreamed of in my dream.

I looked back into his eyes, he was also seen looking at me. I was about to say back, but before that he had cut off words that I had not had time to say.
"Your face is turning red."
"Ugh !?"
I covered my entire face with my palm. This is clearly embarrassing. What is this dream? I also did not expect him to say that. I should be in control of what happened in this dream.

I stretched my hand toward him, then spontaneously a word was spoken. "Be a mouse."
Silent for a moment, the man looked at me bored and surprised.
"Hah? What is that? Why do you want to turn me into a mouse? "
I breathed out with resignation "It's okay."

I immediately sat curled up, sat on top and between the green grass. "I do not understand. What is this dream? Why does it feel so real. ”I tightened my grip on my cloth. Then I heard the sound of footsteps approaching me, the roar was so soft, as if it could adjust to the tempo of my current heartbeat.
I tilted my head towards the man. "Why?"
He suddenly smiled. I was shocked, how could I not? I guess he is the type of man who can't smile. If seen from the look on his face that is flat it will be easy to guess how it is.

You know? "He opened his voice. "This is my first time smiling."
Impossible! What is life like? I can't imagine a life without a smile.
I looked at him with a look of disbelief. This might sound excessive, but I really don't believe it.
"Is it true?"
He nodded. "Yes, I don't have time to smile in the real world, therefore I always try to smile in the dream world. Yes, even though it feels very difficult. "
Real world, dream world. Wait a minute! So, this man is not my imagination.

"Wait a minute. If you and I are real, then what happens? What really happened in this dream? "
"Maybe what happened ..."

The sound of an alarm shook my mind. I woke up, part of my eyes began to open and adjust to the amount of light entering my eyes.
Dim dream. Oh dream huh? Regarding dreams, I seem to remember something.
Something about men and, hmm ... Oh I remember! I met a strange man in my dream. His face was a little faint but sooner or later I would definitely remember it. Remembering all the cold stares he gave me. And the words he threw at me.

Speaking of words, there were monotonous words that had been circling in my ears. Maybe these words are so short, or even cut, but for some reason those words are so easily bobbing in my head.
"Maybe what happened ..."
It's inevitable, words that are so important are always cut off when unexpected. Is that how dreams work?

A sad look on my face when I look in the mirror in the mirror.

I'll tell from the start. I woke up in the morning, remembering all my dreams and for no apparent reason, I cried.
Yes, I'm crying.
I cried because I remembered that dream. A million feelings are mixed together in a place called a dream. Maybe that's what made me cry, because the dream had managed to stir my feelings. But something like this has never happened before.

I looked at the base of my hand which I used to wipe my tears. Looks a little teardrop that made an impression there.
The longing of the tree was hit by millions of gusts of wind. Maybe my life is like the wind, it can't be seen but you can feel it.
Oh I can't reminisce too long. Immediately I put on my high school uniform then neat my long hair.

Urban atmosphere immediately felt when I set foot out of the house, waiting for the bus and learning at school.
Until finally I heard the reply of my classmates' voices. "Reina! You're almost late. "

The night I've been waiting for has arrived. I stood tall like someone who was preparing himself to enter the silence room.
9:00. The time when almost half of humans began to sleep. Including me. But, I have a reason why I am so nervous to sleep.
I want to meet with that man. Meet him, face to face with him. Although I know that the possibility of the dream repeating is also very small.
Also that man. Is he waiting for me? Is he ready to fall asleep to meet me again?

I prop my head on the pillow, cover my body with a blanket and then close my eyes.
Black, thick.

Am I sleeping? Ah no! There's no way a human like me could fall asleep that fast. But when I opened my eyes, a place that looked familiar to me was clearly displayed in front of my eyes.

This place.
The place where my dream was yesterday.
I had a dream.

I smiled, walked to and fro like a child who had just come to his grandmother's house. Maybe I'm the little boy.

One thing crossed my mind again. That man, oh I know! My goal here is to meet 'him'. I ran all over the place in this dream.
Search for it, search for her.
I must find, that man.
Where are you?

I can not find it. I've searched all over the place, all the gaps. But I never found it. Then I cried. I synchronized the sound of my tears with the sound of my heartbeat. I was disappointed, I was disappointed because I could not see him. I should have realized from the start, that humans cannot repeat their dreams again, just like life.

"Why are you crying?"
That sound.
I tilted my head. A face that closes the direction of light, makes me unable to see his face.

"Who are you? Are you a bad person? Go! ”I shouted the words to the stranger.
I heard a rough breath emanating from that person's mouth. "Is it true? You really forgot me? "
That cold voice. Wait for me to recognize it, a voice I've heard before. That sound.
"Hah? Aaaa !! "
I jerked my body toward the back, making me fall toward the grass with the buttocks landing first.

"You! Yesterday's man. You're here again? "
He looked confused, but then he smiled. "Aren't you waiting for me?"
I was about to nod, but spontaneity forced me to shake my head. Not! I was really waiting for him, I really expected him to come. I i…

"Why did you come late?" Those words suddenly came out when I was nervous, this often happened before in the real world, but I never thought it would happen in my dreams. It turns out that the myths about life in dreams that are 180 degrees different from the real world do not apply here.
"Why? Do you think this is school? Yes, I have to work my homework until it gets a bit late so this is how I'm late. ”He put his hand in his pocket. Is he cold?

"So how? You are waiting for me right? "
Ugh! I don't know how many times his words managed to make me nervous. Maybe once, twice? Hmm ... I don't remember. Maybe..

"Your face is turning red."
Hah?
"Stop it!" I screamed narratively. "You're just making things worse."
The man laughed. And this is the first time I've seen him laugh besides seeing his cold face. "Sorry Sorry. I'm just telling. "
I looked into his eyes while I hugged myself. What's with that mes * m smile? Suspicious.

"Hmm"
"Can I sit next to you?" He said as he walked toward me.
My eyes kept staring at his face. White, clear with a proportional face.
"Please."

"Tired. I never thought I could feel tired in a dream. You yourself?"
I nodded. "I could run around earlier. And finally I felt tired and rested. I'm also confused, what exactly is this place? "
He looked at me furiously. Then looked back at the scene in front of him blankly. I who saw it also can only follow it. Immerse yourself in silence and emptiness.

"Anu. You know? "He also voiced.
I looked at him while giving him the expression 'what?'.
"Did you have a chance to think that actually we met in a dream."
"Yes!" I leaned toward him, bringing my face closer to his face. Wait! This is too close.
I immediately pulled my face away from his face. I can feel my hot red face like a match. I'm sure he would say that my face turned red. How annoying, this is really embarrassing.
"S-sorry." I stammered.

I felt a pair of eyes staring at me, and a second later he smiled. "It is okay. Old habits are hard to break even in dreams. Oh! Instead of that, your face turns red. "
Sucks! I knew he would say it.
"Is that so?" I answered awkwardly and then chuckled softly.

"Talk about meeting in dreams. Did you also think like that? "
I nodded my head. "Yes! That's right, yesterday I read a book in the library. And there are those who have experienced this phenomenon. What's more after seeing your nature like that, I have become even more convinced. ”
He just nodded his head while digesting every word that came out of my mouth.

If you may know, what book are you reading? "He asked.
"A fairytale book about dreams."
"Hah?"
What's with that look? A look that shows a sense of trifling with me. Terrible! Actually I'm not a female observer type, but if forced, I can become a reliable face observer. That is me.

"Do you trust information from a fairy tale book?" He asked with a bit of annoyance.
"Yes, why? There is something wrong?"
"No." He answered wearily, then drooped limply on the green grass.

Not knowing where the courage came from, I too slept with him on the grass while staring at the green sky.

"Hey!" We synchronize our voices. Yes, we spoke together.
"You first." He told me.
"No, you go first."

As he did, he looked back at the blue sky with several clouds above. Exhaled a few times then looked back at me.

"Since we first met, I have never known your name."
Oh that's right! From the first time we met until now, we just chatted like strangers who had just met at a crossroads.
"Yes, that's right."
"In that case, may I ask. What is your name?"
That's easy, I just need to tell him my name then, it's done.
I open my mouth little by little. "My name-"

One second, two seconds, my mouth is still open and not say a word.

My name
What is my name?
I do not remember.

"I don't remember my name!" I said with a face that suggested a feeling of panic. I changed my position to sit down. Then think hard to remember my name.
"My name, my name, I don't remember. Who? What is my name?"
Damn, I can't remember it.

"Calm down." A gentle pat managed to calm me down. Within two seconds, I was able to calm my mind and reaction.
"Calm down, I also can't remember my name." He looked at me as if he understood the contents of my feelings right now.
"Is it true?"
He nodded. Then stand up and stretch out his arms to me to stand up. "Sorry, I panicked you."
I smiled too. "No, it's OK."

I held his hand tightly to stand me up. "So what about our names?"
He seemed to think hard, and a second later he seemed to have managed to find something. "We make new nicknames in our dreams."
New nickname? It seems interesting.
"I'll call you Kara." He pointed at me and spontaneously I pointed at myself.
I'm Kara? Hey wait a minute! I should decide what name I will use later.
"My decision cannot be contested. The name Kara, if arranged into roots, means one of the limbs of a tree. That's the meaning of the name I gave you. "
What kind of latest model thinking is that? I never understood the path of his mind. Always unique and hard to guess.
I will accept the title.
I nodded.

He looks happy. He held my hands tightly and jumped around happily like a child. "Then, let's make the day in our dreams feel so beautiful."
I nodded and smiled. A warm breeze seemed to perfect the precious events that happened in our dreams today. Me, Kara easily smiled while enjoying the days in my dreams.

I felt something was missing. "Wait!" I stopped.
He who stood quite far away from me was instinctively turned away. "Yes? What is wrong?"
"How about you? What name will you use? "
A smile painted on his face again. I feel that from now on he looks so easy to smile. "Call me Leaf."
He said it as though with no weight, then resumed his steps.

Leaf? He really uses that name? A name that sounds really weird when someone hears it. Didn't he try to randomize the letters to make it a standard name. But it seems like a leaf is a suitable name for him.
He chose the name, to be a protector for the roots so as not to be exposed to the hot sun.
Oh this sounds excessive, but maybe that's the truth.