There was a small sliver of light streaming through the window of my little bedroom when I jumped awake from a nightmare. I looked around my room, my heart racing. After looking around and finally calming myself enough, I slowly started to get out of my bed. I'd been having the same dream for almost a week and I didn't really think I could stand it anymore.

It would always start with me walking down a corridor, the sound of my shoes echoing off the stone floors. Then, I'd walk into a dark room, pitch black, and I'd start to hear the sound of someone else walking into the room with me. After a second I'd start to glowing red eyes and the other person would begin to come towards me, a dark laugh escaping him as he came ever closer. I would move towards the entryway that I'd come from and realize it had disappeared, that's when the initial panic began to set in. Then he'd be right in front of me and I'd finally start to notice the piercings that covered his face. He'd grin and I'd noticed his sharp teeth. He'd whisper a few incomprehensible words then he'd start to morph into a dragon, a metal covered dragon with glowing red eyes. That's when I'd wake up, drenched in sweat, my heart racing at a million miles an hour.

I'd thought that maybe it had something to do with the book I had recently read, about a prince that had been turned into a beast, and when a beautiful girl came into his house, searching for her father, he had killed her.I wasn't sure where exactly I was getting the man with the piercings from though...Plus, he'd turned into a dragon, and he hadn't been anything but a normal man in the first place! In the book he'd been a beast when he'd first seen the girl, and it was a beast not a dragon. She sighed. Well Levy you can't always solve your dreams... They don't always mean something. I heard a yell from the kitchen and I smiled to myself. Dad was always yelling about something, but I loved him. That's just who he was, a loud, creative man, always making something new. He was an inventor, the best known inventor in town at that. Also the best known lunatic... He wasn't though, he was a perfectly normal man, with a perfectly normal, if not above normal mind. People around here were just afraid of things they couldn't understand. Like my father and I for example. Him always inventing, and me always with my nose in a book. There shouldn't be anything wrong with reading a book. Which there wasn't, as long as the book was about something informational, not the kind of books I read. Books about things that didn't exist in a world like this, amazing things that only existed in amazing places. Dragons, wizards, witches, fairies, true love.. Or that's at least what the people around here thought. Nobody around here believe in true love, except my father.

"Me and your mother," he would say lightly "me and your mother were the definition of true love." He would always look into space with a distant look in his eyes when he was talking about my mother. I liked to believe he was imagining when she was still alive, imagining the times that he'd told me about, when he and my mother would dance through fields of flowers, go on picnics and they would eat while she read chapters upon chapters of books until the sun started to go down, and they would end the night by watching the sunset. Then he would start up again, talking about her beauty.

"She had beautiful blue hair, just like yours, but longer, I really do wish you would let it grow. She would always where hers up in a bun though, and she had these beautiful golden eyes..." Then he would trail off again and then he'd start up with a new conversation about a new invention he was making.

I heard another yell and I hurriedly put on my favourite orange dress, brushed my hair, and walked out to the kitchen where my father was trying to fix the egg maker. His gray hair was in a mess and he was covered in geese.

"Gosh darn this useless thing." He mumbled to himself.

"I swear I have to fix it every other day." I laughed softly and he looked over, noticing I was there he smiled, his eyes gleaming.

"Morning Levi, your breakfast is on the table I'm just trying to fix this so I can finish mine."

"Oh I"ll help you, I don't want to sit there and eat while you have to fix something." He looked at me with a slight look of happiness in his eyes.

"Well I don't want you to have to eat your food cold. just because you have to help you dumb father."

"You're not dumb father, and I don't mind if my food is cold as long as you get to eat with me." He smiled again.

"Well alright as long as you don't mind, all I need to do is screw this thing back in place but I can't seem to find the write thing for it. I think it might be in my workshop." I started to dash to the workshop but then turned around.

"What does it look like?"

"Oh it's a little wooden thing with a red painted handle." I laughed and he looked at me with a puzzled look.

"Dad it's in your shirt pocket."

"Wha..." He looked down and turned completely red.

"Well so it is.." He took it out screwed the other object in place and smiled.

"Done! All with the help off my wonderful daughter that actually pays attention." He said, mumbling the last part under his breath.

"Well at least now you get to eat." I said cheerfully.

"There is always the joy of eating."

After eating I got up and washed the dishes then put them away while father planned his next what he would make for the invention convention that was coming up. When I was done I walked back to my room to grab the book I had finished the night before. It was a good book about a girl whose father had been killed and she now lived with her stepsisters and stepmother then she went to a ball and fell in love. I smiled sadly. If only i could fall in love, just like mom and dad had. I held the book tightly against my chest and walked out just as my father was getting up from the table.

"What are you planning for today Lev?"

"Well first I'm going to the library to return this book and get a new one, then I'm probably going to walk through the meadow and read."

"Sounds like an interesting day."

"Oh yes." I chirped, nodding happily. He smiled.

"Well, just stay safe."

"I will." I replied and I slipped on my slippers then skipped out of the house happily.