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Catching Dreams 02: Charms of Ivory The months came and went in the household of the three ponies, left to the uncaring truth of the world that accidents happened, friends and family passed on, and times were not always easy. Dream Catcher had not returned to school while Mirage himself dove into his studies to keep his mind occupied. Their father however, while keeping his job working for the local clinic in psychological studies thrust himself headfirst into the mind numbing pleasures of the drink.
The nights wore long as the two awaited his return home, Mirage often making dinner for everyone while Dream kept himself busy with other things. He'd taken up drawing in his absence at school, their father deciding it best to keep him out of the education system for just one more summer before sending him back. Bright pictures of ponies playing and frolicking in the grasslands adorned the wall above his bed, while other more somber images of the family that had once been lay t
Catching Dreams 01: Beginning of a Dream Weaver"Heya little brother. How're you feeling?" Mirage's cool tones drifted through the darkened room.
Dream Catcher stirred lightly, sound asleep amidst the realm of his special place in the world. From where the elder pony stood, he could watch the expressions that crossed the face of his younger sibling, noting that they were calm and relaxed. For once, he was glad that the little colt was asleep. After the day he'd had, Mirage couldn't think of any better remedy.
"It's okay Silver, he's asleep. If we're quiet, we can study in here by horn-light. C'mon in."
Mirage led his friend, Silver Quill into the room. The soft blue unicorn stepped quietly so as not to disturb the sleeping colt as she made her way around to the twin desks opposite the doorway by the windows. Mirage set his saddlebags down before going in for a closer inspection of Dream, noting with a smile that whatever it had been that was ailing him earlier didn't seem to have retur
Catching Dreams: The Night of Fated Dreams"All in all, can one really define the sightings of the inner soul? Are we bound to forever be at the mercy of our subconscious while we walk the vast dreamscape? Or are we destined to one day rule that world as well...in the exact same way we feel we have conquered everyday life?"
"He's a strong one. Quite the fighter too."
"And look...he has your wings dear. Mirage will be happy with that."
"What are you going to call him?"
"He came to me in my dreams. He made the nightmares go away. I think I'll call him..."
"Dream Catcher? Hellooooooooo? Are you seriously still asleep, little brother?"
A soft, gentle nudge came at the edge of his perception. He rolled over, trying to delve back into the realm of his fantasies, not yet ready to face the orb that just had to be blazing a new day, casting the soft glow of the sunrise through the window. The little black shape pulled the blankets further up over his head to leave only a tuft of v
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