There is a place we all visit, but never stay. A place we can only go to in our dreams,because it is the place we dream. The Dreamland.
But some beings actually live in the Dreamland. Our story is about one being in particular. Her name was Chrysalis.
She was hat they would call a "dream girl". She was beautiful, caring and chose to be ignorant to the evils in the world. She was, however, a cherub. An angel who had yet to earn her wings. Dreamland is where angels are born and only when they earn their wings may they fly to higher places. But our story doesn't begin with her. It begins in a tower where the Sandman was meeting with Michael the archangel.
"He has gone to a place where only your kind can go." Michael said. He seemed to be desperate to make a point.
"As I said," Retorted the Sandman,"He's your problem, I will not risk the lives of my kind to go there."
"It soon may be your problem." Michael was fierce with this point. "If the denizens realize what he is and the power he has it could tilt the balance of nature."
"I will not send my kin and you cannot send yours. So what shall we do?" The Sandman pondered the question. Suddenly the door gave and Chrysalis fell into the room.
"I swear i wasn't eavesdropping." Chrysalis said as she got to her feet.
"If you were a dreamer I'd..." The Sandman stopped. "You're not a dreamer... and not yet an angel..." His eyes met Michael's and a plan had begun to form between the two of them. They both smiled at Chrysalis.
"Uh-oh." Chrysalis said in almost a whimper.
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"They want you to go where?" Morpheus was a dream. He was in charge of recurring dreams, and one of Chrysalis's closest friends.
"Nightmare Land." She replied from the bathroom.
"Why?" Morpheus was always worried about Chrysalis getting in trouble. This was the biggest trouble she'd ever been in.
"Because there is an angel hiding there." The sink turned on from behind the door. "And if the nightmares find him and discover he's an angel they can use him to do really bad things." She was shouting over the running water. "It could tip the balance of dreams and nightmares which would in turn shift the balance of good and evil."
"So why can't the angels deal with it?"
"Because if an angel goes to nightmare land they can become tainted by the darkness and become something called fallen." The water turned off and Chrysalis stepped out. She had changed her appearance to fit in when she arrived at Nightmare Land. "Well?"
"Well I think you better go if you're gonna get going." He smiled and handed her an hour glass. "If you ever make a mistake, quickly flip that and it will take you back a few moments. But don't use it too much. People will start noticing it like dejavu. Also there are some beings who are so strong they aren't even effected." They hugged and Chrysalis went on her way to the cross roads. Where all worlds meet.
