Dream encounters pt 1 creek and branch

Dream encounters.

The first dream:

Being the spiritual being he was Creek was used to having dreams which meant things, but tonight he wasn’t quite sure what to make of his dream so far, as for the longest time he had been floating alone in the dark. Then suddenly a small spark of blue light appeared in front of him, the guru stopped floating his feat touched down onto a solid black floor and as he stood there watching in awe the teal blue spark became a blue orb of slight and two blue semi-transparent wings sprouted from it. Creek took a deep breath, the blue orb of slight became a blue troll curled up into a ball, slowly it uncurled with their back to him, the troll set its feet to the black ground which instantly filled with blue stars.  Quickly the spiritual troll took in the details of this other troll, the skin of this troll was a lovely shade of teal blue, the hair was royal blue and stood up in a shape which Creek didn’t recognise. The blue troll was still glowing, it held out it’s right hand and a blade made of blue light appeared in the hand of this troll. The guru could feel the awe which was within him was growing with each moment that passed, in all his years of dreaming he had never seen anything like this before and instantly Creek knew this was a very powerful dream. “Who are you?” Creek asked the figure, the ear of this troll twitched in his direction but it didn’t turn around, to look at him and instead stood staring off into the darkness.

This lack of reaction from the blue troll made the guru frown with confusion, as Creek looked around for some clue as to why the other troll isn’t answering him he suddenly noticed that there was a purple and blue thread linking him to this troll it was fading in and out of existence. He noticed that there was also a pink and purple thread running from his body off into the distance, it seemed to be stronger than the other one and to be sucking the light out of this other thread like some form of leach. Creek looked from the pink purple thread back to the blue and purple one, the spiritual troll reached out he took hold of the thread as soon as he did so the purple light of it grew stronger, the blue winged troll gasped and this simple sound revealed to Creek that it was a male troll. The eyes of the guru widened with surprise as purple fire quickly surrounded the other troll, but the blue troll responded to this by calmly opening his semi-transparent wings wider they seemed to grow in size and a few steaks of purple appeared in them.

Then all at once black chains sprung out of the darkness, they grabbed at the wings binding them up, before flattening them against his body and as this happened the troll let out a cry of pure pain. Not able to stand what he was seeing happening to the other troll Creek started forward running towards him, as the guru made his way to the blue troll more dark chains whipped out towards him, they bound the hands of the male troll behind him forcing the blue troll to drop the sword which shattered as it hit the floor. “Leave him alone!” Creek screamed with anger at the darkness around them, but this had no effect, instead more chains came forward they started wrapping around his body and the purple troll ran faster desperate to reach the other troll.

Creek was suddenly brought to a halt as the pink thread which was attached to him would allow the guru to go no further, he desperately tugged on the thread wanting to make it loser but it was taut and the purple troll quickly realised that it was far too strong for him to break. Realising these facts the spiritual troll looked back to the blue troll, as he did so horror and helplessness filled the guru as he could now see that all that was left of the other troll outside of the chains now was his head. Creek could also see that the wonderful blue of his colours was draining out of him by the black chains, the purple troll watched completely helpless as his hair turned black, his skin was going slowly but surely grey. This was a sight which literally made the spiritual troll feel sick, he wished that there was something he could do to help the now grey troll, Creek found himself screaming with all he was worth. “NO!” That word sent a blast of purple light forwards, as this light hit the black chains some of the chains shattered from around the grey troll and there was a flash of light. The guru winced as the bright light flashed, when the light cleared and Creek could see again, he lifted a hand to his mouth his eyes wide with shock at the sight of the other troll now before him.

The now grey troll’s entire pose spoke of defeat and hopelessness, he was kneeling on the ground, his head was head bent forwards, his hands were bound behind him in the chains up to the top of his arms. His ankles were also chained to his knees, the wings of the troll were stretched out wide but now they were grey and completely wrapped in chains. The sword which the once blue troll had been carrying now lay on the ground beside him, it was broken into three pieces and sapped grey too. The eyes of the troll were closed and Creek could see a single tear as it ghosted its way down over one cheek. A wind which hadn’t been there before caught the tear as it left the face of the other troll, it blew it back to Creek, it sparkled like star light against the darkness all around them and as hit his lips to the guru it felt almost like a soft kiss. The purple troll touched his lips, his eyes didn’t leave the form of the other troll, tears were starting to gather in the eyes of the spiritual troll Creek had never seen such a terribly heart wrenching sight before and all he wanted to do was help him somehow. The guru reached a hand out desperately towards him wanting to comfort the now grey troll, he could see the thread which linked him to this troll had lost its blue, it had also gone grey with him, but Creek refused to give up on him and addressed the chained troll he just couldn’t quiet reach. “Please…Don’t give up, you can fight this…I know you have the strength to fight this.”

“Creek…” Said a female voice from behind him, the purple troll jumped with surprise at the sound of this voice and he turned around to find Poppy standing behind him. Creek was quick to notice that she was holding the pink and purple thread in one of her hand. “He won’t fight this and you can’t save him…No troll can reach him…He is well beyond any help.”

A noise of pain left the grey troll as Poppy spoke these words, Creek shook his head, he turned back to the other male troll and said to him. “No I refuse to believe that! Don’t listen to her fight it!”

“Don’t you understand no matter how hard you try no troll can reach him.” Poppy said sadly coming to stand beside him, she shook her head at him and then spoke to Creek once more. “I don’t even know how you found him this deep in the darkness.”

“Found him…So this isn’t just a dream…I must be projecting astrally into his dreams…” Creek looked at the pink and purple thread running from him to this Poppy, he felt sure she wasn’t the pink troll he actually knew but this was in fact more of a representation of her. This left the purple troll wondering who exactly this other troll was, then suddenly a thought crossed his mind, the guru shook his head, he couldn’t be Branch there was just no way that it was possible that this was…Or was there…? As this thought came to him Creek decided to take a chance and he called out to him. “BRANCH!”

The grey troll’s ear twitched in his direction again, this confirmed to the guru that he was right about who this troll was and Creek tried to move forward towards Branch again but Poppy caught hold if his shoulder stopping him from doing so. The purple troll turned he looked at the princess by his side, quickly Creek pulled himself out of her grasp, Poppy shook her head at the other troll and then addressed him once again. “I told you Creek…You can’t reach him, you cannot convince him fight this, just leave him here.”

“No! I refuse to believe that!”  Creek pulled on the pink thread, it didn’t give suddenly the darkness rushed in like a tunnel collapsing blocking him off from Branch and then the purple troll was falling. Creek jumped up in bed, he was breathing hard, his cheeks were wet with tears the guru sat there in his bead breathing hard, slowly his hands went up, he placed them onto the sides of his head and said to himself. “Branch…What was that…? Why did I see that…? What did it mean…? Branch with wings, a sword and colours…Were those his real colours?” Creek knew that he was unlikely to get the answers to his questions from Branch the grey troll was far to secretive and didn’t trust him in the slightest. Now the guru knew that the survivalist was hiding some rather large secrets Creek couldn’t help but feel sorry for the other troll the purple troll decided in that moment that he would keep a closer eye on the other troll, he would try to give Branch hope to fight the darkness with and that he would try as hard as he could to reach the other troll in his astral projections from now on.


Little did Creek know that he wasn’t the only troll to be awake that early in the morning, Branch was also sitting up in bed and unlike the other troll the dream didn’t frighten him, but he had to admit that tonight’s version of it had been very different from those which had come before it. The grey troll hadn’t dreamt of having his colours, the wings or the sword for a long time, and the purple fire hadn’t appeared in his dreams in a long time either. When the darkness had come Branch had heard a voice and felt a presence in his dream for the very first time, the grey troll was sure he had recognised that voice and presence but were from it seemed that he just couldn’t quiet remember. For the first time in a very long time the survivalist felt hope waking up deep within him and for once in his life Branch found that he couldn’t bring himself to squash the fragile stirring within him it felt nice. The grey troll wondered if he would hear that voice again or feel that other troll’s presence, there had been something soothing about tonight and Branch had felt he could trust that troll to help him. The grey troll quickly shook his head in an attempt to clear his tangled thoughts, letting out a deep sigh he climbed out of bed and got started with his day.