• Published 14th Sep 2021
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A Dream Worth Remembering - Buck Slasher

Princess Luna has been watching the dreams of a certain human for a while. One night, he finally gets to meet her.

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We Meet Again [Bonus Chapter]


I closed my eyes, having had a grueling day at work. I was exhausted, and there was no better feeling than letting my head hit my pillow. Almost immediately, I fell asleep.

I found myself in a forest. Light clusters of trees surrounded by moist, dewy grass. Up above was an elegant full moon, which shone brightly.

The place stirred a memory, a memory of a past dream. With every passing second, the dreamscape became more and more familiar. It just felt like there was something else, something else that was supposed to happen.

And then it happened.

The Princess of the Night, her star-studded mane flowing beautifully, approached, and in that instant I remembered exactly how I knew her, how I knew this place.

"Luna," I said, smiling. It took me no time to recognize her. The one I had seen, and talked to, in a dream from a long time ago, the only dream I've had that was worth remembering. She looked so real, like she would be there when I awoke, but I knew she wouldn't.

"Hello, Dean," she replied, returning my smile. "It's been quite a long time."

"It has," I said. "A lot's changed in my life since I last saw you...when was it?" I looked up at the sky, trying to remember.

"Three years ago." Luna answered my question. "I wish I could say that since our last meeting I've kept a closer eye on your subconscious, but I have not. Things have also changed within my duties, and I have had less opportunity to see your dreams at night."

"I get it," I said. "You probably have a lot of dreams to watch, right? It's got to be almost impossible to see all of mine."

"That much is true," Luna replied. "However, I would prefer to dwell on how you are doing now. Well, I hope?"

"I'm alright," I said. Without thinking, I added, "I've been waiting to talk to you again."

"How nice of you to say," she replied. "As have I, and now we are here."

"Yeah..." I looked around again. The more I focused on the details of the scene, the more familiar everything felt. "I can't believe it's been three years."

Luna stared at the bright moon. "Yes, the time does seem to have passed rather quickly."

But there was something else. There was something I needed to say. The problem was, I had no idea how to say it, no idea if Luna even knew already.

I decided to plow ahead with it. "There's something I have to tell you," I said.

"Please do." Luna didn't take her eyes off the moon above.

I took a deep breath. "A...a year ago, I was diagnosed with cancer." It hurt to say it, like it must have hurt for the doctor who broke the news to me.

Still not looking at me, Luna sighed. "As I had feared."

"Wait, what?" I asked, confused.

"I believe I have said this in the past," said Luna, "but in the case that I have not, your dreams tell say much more about you than you can imagine, Dean. Your fears, your worries, they are displayed within your dreams."

I thought about her words. The fact that there was little she couldn't discern from my dreams was extremely impressive. But the fact that she knew made the feeling worse.

"I don't have a lot of time left," I said. "I've been trying to go out more, just live life to the fullest before it all ends."

She nodded. "Understandably so."

"You know, sometimes it's not so bad," I said, trying to be optimistic. I wasn't sure who I was trying to comfort more, Luna or myself. "Sometimes it's easy to forget, when I'm really invested in something-"

"Where is it?" Luna asked, interrupting my sentence. I didn't mind; I could tell that this was something Luna hadn't figured out, and the look on her face as she stared at the sky told me it had been bothering her.

"Heart," I said. "Eventually, it'll get to a point where I'll have to be in a hospital day and night while doctors try to save me, but since I'm gonna die anyway I like to think that every day I'm not stuck in a bed is a good day."

Luna finally looked down at me, fixing her large eyes on mine. "A being such as you does not deserve something such as death." She sighed, then looked down at the ground.

It shocked me, to see a being so powerful, so elegant, hurting in such a way. I had no idea that she was concerned about my health; I just thought that she was interested in my dreams.

"Hey," I said. "I'm not dead yet. And for me, that's good enough."

"I appreciate the way you look at it," said Luna, returning her gaze to the sky. "It shows bravery, or at the very least an ability to accept the end. It is not common among our kind."

"Well, everybody dies," I responded. "I guess it's really about whether or not we choose to live." I was visibly stunned at the depth of my words, but quickly recovered.

"I've had a good life, anyway," I said. "Didn't get to have kids, and I probably won't get to, but I've done a lot and still have more on my list." I looked up at the moon, joining Luna. I noticed she was sitting, and I sat cross-legged on the wet grass, feeling the cold of the water on my legs and feet. It was a little bit refreshing.

How long we stared up at that bright full moon together, I may never be able to say. But I can say for sure that I'll have another dream to remember. I've never told anyone about these dreams, and I never plan to. The conversations I've had with Luna. regardless of how vague they may have been, were and are valuable to me.

When I woke up, I went to my drawer and opened it, pulling out a large sketchbook. I flipped a few pages until I found the one I was looking for. I then added the finishing touches to my drawing, a drawing of the Princess of the Night that I had started three years ago. I promised myself that I would be holding it when I died.

I wish Luna would be able to see it.

Author's Note:

I added this chapter because I liked what I had, and based off of this one, there will be a final chapter that's gonna close out the story. I hope you liked it, and if you did, leave a comment. They mean the world to me.