The Garden Of Fae
I was in my childhood home, everything was covered in green flowering plants and the house was alive with sound, something like the fluttering of dragon fly wings and an indescribable twinkling, like the sound of lights flickering.
There was a girl with me through the whole dream she looked like what you would consider an elf or a fae, incredibly beautiful, dark chocolate brown hair, dark tanned skin, almond shaped eyes that were chocolate brown and stood in stark contrast to the clear and bright whites of her eyes, she looked almost like a fairy doll, that’s the closest way to describe her.
We were with an older man and women that looked to be in their early 40’s ,the man had short grey hair golden tanned skin with blue and purple eyes ,The women had caramel toned skin, long straight dark chocolate brown hair with blue, green and purple eyes , she looked like the girl with almond shaped eyes and they both had this ethereal essence about them, almost too perfect to not stare at.
One moment we were in the kitchen of my childhood home, the young women next to me and standing at a small distance in front of us the man and women with people scurrying about every which way, then in the blink of an eye we were outside on the front patio.
Along the sides of the house were two large curving staircases, leading up to the front door on the second floor from the first floor where we stood on the patio which was Infront of the floor level entry to the basement (in real life) that consisted of one small upward sliding window next to a simple white door, that lead into a “cellar” like room with a long side room, two back rooms and a small Livingroom like space that you entered into, opposite each other were two beams lending support to the house above.
I somehow knew we were in charge of protecting the entry to the cellar, I looked all around taking in the scene, exploding out of the open window and slightly opened door to the cellar were all sorts of intermingled vines, flowers and odd-looking leaves, in front of me concrete balusters slightly blocking the small garden made of white gravel and many little palm trees, flowering plants, vines and bushes, It looked like my home yet so much more lush with plant life and nature.
We were in charge of guarding the entry but the beautiful girl that always lingered at my side was supposed to be protecting me.
I stood in front ahead of them, suddenly I have a few visions like snapping pictures passing quickly, I see a crow swoping down charging directly at me but veering slightly at the last moment to miss me, I know there’s a being possessing it but I don’t know who it is; then a man ahead of me, a blurry black form with black smoke emanating off of him, his shape is clearly that of a tall man with a sort of bulky figure; he took slowed steps towards me from afar Asif he was in slow motion, suddenly he violently grabbed at me but didn’t seem to reach before my “protector” the girls face morphed into some sort of creature that looked eerily like herself but with short razor sharp fangs that filled her mouth, her mouth and the skin on her face widened and shifted color like reptile scales shifting a color and she lounged at him with a frightening snarl, I then snapped out of the visions and back to reality at that moment, the girl was looking over at me concerned and slightly confused.
I knew there was a shapeshifting being after me and whoever I was with because he wanted to get into the garden, I was scared but not in the usual way, somehow I felt more unimpressed at his efforts and I knew he could hurt me and wanted too but I was confident enough that I could fight back enough to do what I had to do.
Next to the staircase was a freestanding garage, that atop was the patio from my visions, alongside it was a small walkway that led to where we stood on the patio, Appearing from around the corner a black and blonde long haired German Shepard dog, that was extremely large for that kind of breed, walked slowly, maliciously towards us…me.
He made his way to the patio feet away from where I stood; The man and women fled into the cellar to warn the others and my protector stayed by my side, the dog snapped and snarled his eyes an ominous golden color, I could hear him talking in the back of my mind in a deep gravely masculine voice as we stared each other down, “go inside ,lock up the garden” I told the girl harshly not breaking eye contact with him, knowing he would charge at me if I did and that it would be a sign of weakness to him, a clear opportunity to strike.
“No!-“ she screamed her voice a shrill shriek “He WILL kill you” she emphasized ‘will’ as if I had not already known that, “listen to her” his voice crackled from the dogs mouth moving almost like it was speaking, I scoffed more determined to do whatever it would cost me to keep him away, I screamed at the girl “go” she ran to the door as he charged, I turned back to see him come down on me from the air, from nowhere a large thick black tree branch that looked like a piece of willow that had been shaped into a large walking stick, appeared in both of my hands, his jaw caught on the branch, he snapped and snarled stuck there on top of me ,now I could see he was the size of a small stallion, massive and burly and strong but somehow I shoved him back against the balusters and he landed ready to attack again.
I turned scrambling off of the floor and took off for the cellar door, I almost got the door closed when he stuck his muzzle in and snapped at us, I shoved against the door “enough!” I shouted jumping back as he burst through the door, he went after me again and I grabbed him by his hackles and threw him against the door frame , he whimpered and I grabbed him again , slamming him against the door till the being left the body, the body fell limp on the floor in the doorway, I saw the girl look at me in disbelief as I panted trying desperately to breath, my body still surging with some kind of unknown energy, I felt tears well up in my eyes but I held them back, I woke up in a gasp with blurry vision.
Author N.P
Note: that none of these images are my own, only used as the closest visual descriptors of what I’ve seen In my “dreams” (collected from Pinterest)
