Almost like being born from the clouds I float to the grass. When I land my feet feel the warm ground. As I walk around in my dream, I stare at the luxurious scenery. Trees of green and glowing gold rustle. The streets made of illuminated marble light my way. It's almost like I'm in Heaven. In the distance I see shining dots. Almost like they noticed me they came to me. Soon a swarm just comes to me. I nervously laugh as they surround me. Like an ambassador, one comes to my face and just hums. I think it's trying to sing to me. It sounds so familiar as the rest copy their leader. I don't know what these things are, but I'm calling them fairies. Their warm and glow like tiny fairies. The swarm starts to dance down the street, allowing me to join the fun.
After a little ways they lead me to an arch. I'm then guided through a hedge maze of white and yellow roses. Their glow seemed to rub off on the flowers. There's this pang in my chest. Almost like I should know what happens. Clearly they have something for me. I can just tell with their behavior. I don't understand how I can be sad.
When we reach the end the first thing that catches my eye was the fountain. It's made of a more luminous marble than the streets. I jog over to stare at my reflection. I look younger, then again I look handsome for my age. The light's glow doesn't effect the stars above. It's so clear, clearer than the city will ever reveal. I also see those fairies flying around up there. I wave to them and chuckle. I would say that this is the most dream-like thing here. It's all so beautiful.
It's like time disappeared. The night's losing it's navy color. For all I know this dream's coming to a close. I just have to do one thing and I'll be happy to wake up. I clasp my hands together and pray. Maybe if this dream doesn't end yet, I'll see my son? Maybe God would come to me or an angel. I have my doubts but hey, this is a dream. A much needed dream.
When I finally look up, I notice that the fairies disappeared. What's going on? Looking toward the arch i find them all huddled. They look bigger, almost like mini suns. I reach a hand to one of them and it burns me. It painfully stung. There's only one entrance. In an instant they grow, turning the arch into white light. The humming turns into a soft rumble. I don't notice that one fairy stayed small.
The small fairy gets right in my face, accidentally burning my nose. That felt worse than my hand! I retreat to the cool water where the light's more bearable. Unknown to me was what the fairy was doing. As it got closer it became to take a human's form. When I see his face in the water I fall off the edge with a splash.
My son's here! His silken robes lighten with the warming sky. He helps me out. Sudden robes cover and instantly dry my body. He hugs me and sings a song that my late wife use to sing. As he loosened he sat me down. That obnoxious grin I knew paints his face. I tear at this perfect sight.
"Hey dad, it's been so long since we've seen each other. How's life?" He questions.
"When I heard that you and your family died It's like I shattered. I've been feeling better about your deaths," I answer, wiping a tear trail from my face.
"That's good to hear. I can tell you that I like it here. Do you know why you're here? A living man in Heaven is strange."
"I'm a living man in Heaven? Well, now I want to know. Can you tell me?"
"Yes… I can." His smile is more weak than usual. It's sad, but not that glad-sad I was expecting.
"Is there something wrong with me being here?"
"No, I want you here. I'm happy you're here. It's just that what I want is serious." I guess this is where my dream gets interesting. He continues, " I want to take you to a very special place so i can explain some things. Now, look at the arch."
"You mean the wall of blinding fairies?"
"Fairies? They're souls, like me. We're going to walk through."
"What!"
"They won't burn you as long as you're escorted. They'll take us to the steps of the court." he keeps a hand on my back as we advance to the soul portal thing.
"Explain court."
"We're going to God's court where souls talk about their problems and desires."
With the warm glow of dawn upon us we walk through the portal. Immediately the court basked us in it's greatness. The building was made of black marble. My son quickly hops a few steps. I try to do what he's doing, but I can't scale the ten steps he did. When he realises this he returns to help me. He walks at my pace.
"As I've said, I like it here. The people here are nice, but I've been lonely without my wife. So, I searched for her. As time went on it became useless as this place kept going. There was this nice lady who told me to take this issue to God. It took almost no time to get into his courtroom and talk. And it turns out my wife went to hell."
"Do you know why?"
"Not at all, he said mortal souls aren't allowed to know. Since getting to her was impossible I asked about my sons. Seeing them is also impossible since they weren't able to incarnate. Right now they're probably fully grown people trying to reincarnate again."
"That's absolutely horrible."
"Dad, don't cry. I know it hurts, but that's why we're here. I proposed that serious thing here. I need you because you're the only person alive I trust to help me."
With my last step, I plop on the black floor. How come he's not affected? I shakily laugh and look around. There are a ton of souls up here. All of them floating through special holes. I also see a few tall men with wings. Wait...My god they're angels! They're taller than me. Their wings shine this majestic white. I can't help but stare. I barely notice my son's attempt to get me up. Soon I get up and awe at the pillars and angels. He takes his hand in mine and leads me to the gold doors. He gives a strange hum which causes the guarding angels to open the oversized doors.
The first things I see are angels conversing with the demons. I have no idea what's going on, but I don't question it. Heaven's been a strange dream. My son guides me through the crowd. As we walk to what I presume to be our hall, a few heads turn. Both angels and demons glared at us. Some of their eyes were cat like. There's also this cold-warm feeling coming from absolutely nowhere. I ignore the discomfort and keep going.
We make it to this nearly vacant hall. There's this one demon standing by a pillar that's making me uneasy. We leave him be. Wow, I'm about to meet God. The being of awesome power. I shiver as I think of how I should act. This cold-warm feeling doesn't help me. I stare ahead at the double doors. Am I ready to meet a man like that? I bet there's a certain etiquette I should have.
The doors at the end of the hall open. Two birds walk out. The first one is a red and black peacock while the other is a gold and silver swan. I presume that the swan's God, but who's the peacock?. For birds, they were huge, around ten centimeters taller than myself. As I'm distracted, the floor seemed to evaporate into black clouds. A sudden figure sprouted from the floor in black robes. Both my son and myself were taken aback by the figure's appearance.
"Shit, I forgot to tell you who else was going to be here," my son whispers.
Aside from his robes, I could tell the man before us was Death. What I believed Death himself looked like, didn't compare to how he looks in the flesh. Death takes removes his hood and reveals a shriveled, boney face. I could see the vertebrates in his grayed neck. This isn't sitting well with me. I'm also intimidated with his height for he's clearly taller than God and the peacock.
The floor once again evaporates. A new, much smaller figure arose. She's in robes similar to Death, but white. This woman had her hood already down. Her features, perfect and gorgeous to look at. Unlike Death, she looked healthy and natural. I could of called her mother nature if I knew more. Her brown hair had a shine that captivated me. I didn't hear a word from her introduction. It took a while but I was finally able to understand her wonderful voice.
"...As you should be aware, your son wishes to split his soul in two and have them sent to earth as children. Before entering the courtroom I need a few confirmations from you. Do you accept that heaven is real" She calmly questions.
"Yes."
"Will you abide by the boundaries set upon you after today ends?"
"Yes."
"Do you agree with God, Satan, Death, and I on your son's decision?" So that's who the peacock is.
"Absolutely."
"Lastly, you will keep what you see secret from your fellow souls on Earth"
"Yes," I state. God and Satan return to the room. The doors open and I think about what's going on. I should have listened! Why is my son splitting his soul?. I hope my son knows what he's doing. Death and the lady hover in. My son clutches my hand with a determined look. I keep breathing as we walk towards my upcoming responsibilities.
If only I knew it wasn't a dream, things may have gone better. Oh, so much better.