Dream Walkin'
feat. Dream Walkin' by Toby Keith.
Pohatu was walking along a down-trodden path on the vast island of Mata-Nui. The sky was blue and clouds hardly clogged the sky. Behind him, the sun was just beginning to set. He looked back. Had he just walked all the way from the desert? He was near Ga-koro already…has it been that long? He must've been really absorbed in his thoughts.
She left a yellow rose and a long neck bottle
On a table beside my bed
With a short little note that said I had a good time
The dreams he had been having were vivid, and the most beautiful thing he had experienced. The past few nights he awoke with such exhilaration and joy from the sweet thought of what the dream entailed, he also found himself desperately wishing it to be true. But no, Gali acted the same to him as she always had. As a friend. As a fellow toa.
He realized he was still headed toward the water village…but why? Was something subconsciously leading him there? Apparently. He entered through the gates of the city. Strangely, no one was there. No one except for her.
It was written in lipstick red
She didn't sign her name I wonder
If that a little secret that she keeps
Ooo... she's walkin' around in my sleep
Gali stood, back to him, watching the water. Pohatu didn't even register that he was surrounded by nothing but water, one of his biggest fears was of being in the vile wet stuff. But somehow, seeing Gali stand in the sunset inspired a sense of bravery and self-confidence. He stepped closer, and she turned to him. A soft smile came to her mouth, as she took a few steps closer. She walked up to Pohatu, and gently set her petite hand on his shoulder. His own hand—opposite to hers—came up and set it on her arm. The toa of water leaned in, and kissed him gently on the lips.
Dream walkin', pillow talkin'
She's callin' my name again
Day's breakin' I ain't wakin' up, I'm sleepin' in
I'm on a roll now, I gotta know how this dream ends.
It was like electricity shooting from his mouth, all the way down to his toes. She parted from him, winked, and turned. She began running down a leafy walkway, and, after turning and giving a 'come here' wave, she disappeared into a hut. Pohatu, desperate to get to her, ran forward. The run seemed endless, but he made it. He turned into the hut…
…and woke up. He looked around his own hut in Po-koro. The heat of the day was just starting to set in. He could have sworn that was real…but it wasn't. He sat up, looking for a minute, at a wall, remembering the dream, before slapping his forehead, sighing, and falling back onto his pillow. The light from the day shone in on him, lighting his surroundings. How wonderful. Another night of cliff-hanger-centric dreams. He was falling in love with the Toa of Water…was that possible? He supposed so. He's known her for years, and is only now starting to get to know her. He thought, before closing his eyes, praying for sleep to creep back to him to continue the wondrous dream.
A small smile crept back to his face as he was overtaken with slumber.
She took my new sunglasses and my old jean jacket
And she never even bothered to ask
You could say I haven't seen her since late last summer
But every night she comes back
Pohatu was running again. Gali was ahead, in front of a hut. She winked, and disappeared behind the door. He was still running, finally reaching the door. He turned in, to be faced with a wall a few feet away. He looked to his left, and there she was, about a hundred feet away. He was in a hallway, and she was standing in front of another door, a breeze blowing past her. She smiled again, and jumped through the door.
The Toa of Stone sprinted down the high-ceilinged hallway, and turned into the door at a slide. He jumped down some stairs and was in a small garden. Her eyes and face flashed before him, and then a burst of light. He cupped his hand over his eyes to see through the sunlight. She was standing on a small shore, and she moved her hand as to say 'come here,' and dived into the water.
He ran after her, and looking into the water, and couldn't find her. He kneeled down, and looked closer. Suddenly, she surfaced, grabbed him round the neck, and pulled him in the water. He landed. On ground…he saw her, sitting in a large chair, a bouquet of yellow roses in her hand. She smiled, and Pohatu blinked.
Just like smoke through the keyhole
She slips in so silently
Ooo... she's walkin' around in my sleep
He smiled as his eyes opened again. He looked around his hut, for the third time this morning. It was very late in the day. He sat up, and rubbed his head, before groggily standing and walking into the burning sun of Po-koro. Matoran scattered here and there, and there she stood, as if this were another dream.
"Hello, Pohatu." She said, walking up. "Are you packed?"
Packed? Oh! He was supposed to be readying for Metru-Nui…today was the first day of packing. "Uh…no, I'm not. B-been a bit preoccupied," he said quickly. Too quickly. And too suspicious. Stupid, Stupid, Stupid.
"Oh," she responded, "Alright. Well, that's okay. None of the others have seemed to pack yet. They're just probably reluctant to leave, I suppose."
Pohatu nodded quickly in agreement.
"Alright, well, I should be going. Just checking things out." She said, waving and turning to leave.
Dream walkin', pillow talkin'
She's callin' my name again
Day's breakin' I ain't wakin' up, I'm sleepin' in
I'm on a roll now I gotta know how this dream ends
"Wait—" Pohatu shouted before he could stop himself. She looked at him quizzically. "Ahh…never mind. It can wait." He said, smiling, and trying desperately to not make a fool of himself. She nodded, and waved again, this time actually leaving.
Once she rounded the corner toward the gate, Pohatu leaned on the wall of his door and lightly banged his head on it in frustration at himself. His mind was going at a mile a minute…literally. Should he stop her? Should he let her go? What if someone else gets her before him? What if…What if…the possibilities were endless, and there was no making up his mind. He stepped back into his hut, and sat back on his bed. He looked out the window as his mind started to slow down.
Ooo... there's a thin line between dreams and memories
I'll be losin' my mind 'till she comes back to me
He stood up, rather abruptly. He had a plan. It was risky, and very dangerous. Possibly life-threatening! He stepped out of his hut and walked at a brisk pace, trying not to show his anxiety and hurry. As he walked, it felt as if his heart was lead, and his stomach was seventy pounds of protosteel. It ached, and it twisted his confidence. The closer he got, the heavier it felt, yet his legs kept moving, kept walking forward. He was almost there…Gali was at the gates and he was close.
"Gali!" he called, now nearly in a jog.
Dream walkin', pillow talkin'
She's callin' my name again
Day's breakin I ain't wakin' up, I'm sleepin' in
I'm on a roll now I gotta know how this dream ends
I'm on a roll now I gotta know how this dream ends
She turned, and looked giving the strange look she gave him earlier. "Pohatu, are you sure you're alright?" she asked as he approached her. "You're acting awfully str—"
He came up, and embraced her, kissing her fully on the lips. She stood there for a minute, surprised and almost offended, but after a few seconds, she returned the kiss, also embracing Pohatu…and now, only one thing was for sure.
This was no dream.