Prologue


She danced across the moon above a lake.

Her feet touched the surface lightly, barely a ripple flowing from the tip of her toes to the outer rim of the moon. Her hand was raised up to cup moonlight, glowing as she did so.

A splash, an eruption of water, spiraling upwards from her feet as if to carry her to the genuine lunar plane above.

Down the spire went, and down she twirled again, her kimono puffing around her as the wind caught it.

Each time I visit this place, she's always there, dancing, being mesmerizing to any passerby that happen to stumble upon her. There was no music, so I assumed that she was moving to the beat of her heart.

I wonder if she knew about my existence. My being there, not who I was.

I mean, it's not every day a God finds the dancing of mortals enchanting. Even if they're as close to Tolkien-elves as they can get minus the elf ears.

Moving closer, I cringed when I stepped on leaves. They rustled, bringing her attention to myself.

"Uh, hi," I blurted out. I wanted to bury my face on my pillow. That was the most un-godlike introduction I did.

She nodded and waved.

"What do you wish of me Kami-sama?"

"Ah, I just found myself… uh… around and…" I found myself stuttering as her crystal blue eyes, one that I shall never forget found herself on mine. Her lips curled to a smile and I found myself lacking words to even speak.

"Yes?" She crossed the gap between us, in an instant as the water displaced waves around her. Close up, her face rivaled that of Heartia's.

Coughing, I brought a fist over my mouth.

"I was just… visiting to help establish the relations between the devatas and the dreamwalkers, that's all."

"Ah, you're here to see my mother," she nodded. Clasping my hand, feeling the featherlike texture, she told me to follow her.

And follow her I did.

To the inner sanctum of the devatas, I went. Up the spiraling stairs to the room that's always lit with leaves made from sunlight. Or so I've heard anyway.

I was before a throne, and there sat a woman clad in gold and all the jewels of the world. Her bejeweled crown glittered in the sunlight leaves. Donning her shoulders were epaulets stretching down on her form, covering it in a silky white cape.

My visit was unwarranted, and the throne room looked barely ready for the arrival of one such as I. For one, the flutes were playing, but there were no trumpets blaring the arrival song. Harps and violins and pianos, all of them sounded, but the trumpet band still hasn't arrived.

Then, out of the curtains came another woman, a dreamwalker. She donned a red uniform and golden epaulets and a red hat. Following behind her were the missing trumpet band. They formed a semi-circle around her, and she twirled to bow to me. I could see her smirking as her shoulder-length hair bobbed when she twirled around again.

She raised her hands up.

The banner of my name flowed out of the woodworks, its black and grey coloring contrasting sharply against the golden hues of the room.

The trumpets announced my arrival.

The woman that held my hand bowed to her mother.

I walked towards the reception area. There I spoke, my words that of God, and they listened.

"The woman that brought me here is now under my protection."

I turned to her, and her blue eyes widened.

Soon after, we corresponded regularly.

I told her of my adventures, and she opened up to me about her life prior to our meeting. Every day, I'd meet her by the lake, making my presence unknown. I'd watch her dance, a dance she does for practice as the princess of the realm. I'd be mesmerized and applaud loudly once she was done and we'd talk.

Those hours were the happiest.

I look at the sun that was rising above us.

She turned to look at me, watching sadly with those vibrant blue eyes.

"Do you have to go?" she said.

I smiled and patted her head.

"I'll be back tomorrow as always."

Then I woke up.


Author's note

Uhh, the reconstruction is almost done. New prologue for new viewers and old viewers can enjoy a less choppy ch1.

Massive thanks to The Mighty Zingy for helping me figure out how to piece this puzzle.