Dreamscape

In another realm, exist Dreamscape; a land whereby anything can be made. It's like another dimension, but it exist within our own, thus a pocket dimension.

Anyway, this is the realm where any sleeping dragon's soul ventures off to have their amazing and fuzzy fantasy-like dreams. Be it a memory or fiction, it happens here with joy. Nightmares have their own special place here, cut off from the happiness. That wall will never break, or the entire dimension will go haywire.
It's possible that you will have a 'cross-dream' where by two or more souls are in the same dream, thus experience it together..... Awww! Who am I kidding!? Every dream will be a cross dream here.
Have fun you guys! -Avian

This area is own by Orinxados. (fact, his name here is a link to his profile. )

(Even though I told you this in the chat box, Thank you SO MUCH for buying this for me. Everyone here is so great and kind, and you are no different, my friend! Thanks for all you have done for me!)

Orinxados was snoozing on the edge of EarthWing Territory, as always. It was the start of night. Despite being old, Orin had a terrible sleep pattern. He'd normally sleep during the days when nobody was around, or anything was going on, and he'd explore the lands at night. Everything just seemed neater at night. The moon was illuminating the world. Stars sparkled and gave the air a special feel. A good amount of creatures glowed in the dark, such as bugs. But this was one of the rare nights Orin decided to sleep correctly--During the night. He snored loudly, which is why he normally slept on the edge of camp, where nobody could really hear him. But, his snoring helped him keep in deep sleep because it'd be a challenge to wake him from the sound of his snoring. Suddenly, Orinxados opened his eyes. He wasn't in EarthWing Territory....It was...Really weird. Everything was black. Though, he felt hungry. Suddenly, a large fish dropped onto Orin's snout. He took a bite out of it and saved it on his back for later. He started walking around. "Where is everybody? Where am I?"

(Meh, screw my logic. I'm bored and dun feel like waiting for Arkhor )

With a bored expression, Trinyah trekked lazily through the forest, her paws practically being dragged across the ground as she looked around. Great, now she was lost, she thought with a great sense of forlorn. She knew she shouldn't have wandered off from the den the day after they had returned from Lake Burn. She should have just gone back to the glorious lake and wait for her mother, Astral. Now she was completely and hopelessly lost in a forest that she had never seen before. Then again, she had never expected to be distracted by a majestic, prancing elk. Then she had been distracted by a raccoon, which she had continued to follow long after she lost it, wandering aimlessly through the forest. Then she had found a stream and had followed it, eventually leading her to the forest. At this point, she had known she had been lost, so she had attempted to find her way back, following the stream in various directions. Having finally given up, she had chosen a tree to spend the night in and had leapt up, spreading herself evenly amongst the branches. Then she had slowly drifted off to sleep, frost slowly tickling down her body and crisscrossing across the leaves and branches.

Then Trinyah had suddenly woken up, her eyes shooting open to glance around at her surroundings, a curious look on her face. She was no longer in a tree. Instead she was in a desert. This made her nervous, and she could feel the ice on her scales beginning to melt drastically. Letting out a growl, she glanced around, and looked down at her feet. Her eyes widened when she noticed with horror that the water that was dripping down her body was creating quicksand. She let out a scream as she was sucked into the sand. Her scales scratched as she felt her body engulfed in sand. Her head was then engulfed, and all she saw was darkness. (You can chose where she pops up, Orin)

Orinxados heard a scream. He looked up, finding Trinyah sinking out of the ceiling. He tilted his head, not understanding what was really happening here. Suddenly, he realized Trinyah was right above him. Before he was able to move, Trinyah was dropped down onto Orinxados. Orinxados winced as the cold dragoness landed on his head. Once he opened his eyes, the scenery was completely different. There was no blank black darkness. There was no desert with quicksand. What had appeared seemed to be a combination of Orin's and Trin's background tribes. Did this place fault with memory and emotions? The two dragons laid on a hill. The hill had permafrost on it, however, there was easily seeable grass growing in the permafrost. At the bottom of the hill, it was split into two different borders. One was a small stream. The other was what seemed to be shards of glass. Orin looked around at the rest of the place. It was blank white. Any of their current thoughts could burst to life around the borders. (Sorry if I controlled her too much!)

(Tis K)

Trinyah fell down onto Orinxados, letting out an oof as she landed on his snout. He was much bigger then she was, by about seventy feet. Suddenly, the scenery seemed to change around them, causing Trinyah to shrink back in fear, wondering what was going on. She then jumped up onto the dragon's head and slid down their back, remembering to sheath her claws as she slid down the old creature's back, causing a trail of frost and ice to follow her. Then, with a flap of her wings, she landed on the permafrost ridden grass, feeling the delicate touch of the soft earth under her paws. Blinking, she looked back over at the big dragon. Hey, wasn't he the same dragon she'd seen at the lake? The one who had been with the tiny blue dragon? She then glanced back over at the scenery. She noticed the blank white, ad tilted her head. She wondered where they were. Wherever they were, she wished it had more life to it. Or at least she wished that she could make there be more life. For some reason this place made Trinyah feel as if everything was hazy, kind of like in a dream.

Grima had  just finished exploring for that day as was really tired from excessive traveling, so she found a place to sleep near the river. The calming sound of the running runner helped her fall asleep much faster than she normally would.

Grima woke up in a completely white room. As she was looking for any traces of anything really, she notice that she was no longer a dragon. Her wings were replaced with arms and legs and her scales where replaced with skin. As she was taking all of this in a thought crossed her mind. Man, I'm tiny! Soon, she noticed a hill with two dragons on it. She started walking forward, stumbling a bit here and there, but she stopped before she could reach the top. She was a human now. How would they react? Probably not kindly, seeing as most dragons seemed to hate humans. Maybe she should turn back and try to get as far away from them as possible.

This is how she looks in her human form:

(You guys CAN change the scenery, too, you know! No restrictions here besides site rules!) Suddenly, beyond the borders of the hill, things started growing. Normal, un-permafrost grass. Large, deciduous trees started towering. Bushels of roses sprang to life. The flora was in an odd mix of autumn and spring. The leaves had their orange, red, and yellow colors to them, but they stayed along the trees. Flowers blossomed rather than closed. However, no fauna came, as if it were winter, and all the animals were either hibernating or have gone south. Sunlight shined down through the uncondensed canopy, looking as if it had just turned noon. Orinxados noticed a human walking towards him and Trin before a tree popped up in front of the human. What a strange dream. What was a human and one of the rouge IceWings doing in his dream? At least, what seemed to be a dream. Orin turned to Trin. "Oh..Hello...Trinyah, correct?" He didn't really want to worry Trin, but he started walking down the hill, in the direction where the human stood. "It's a very nice...But...Weird day...." He gave a small smile to Trin. Then he turned to Grima who was hiding behind a tree. Though Orin wasn't really into humans, he accepted everyone. "Yoo-hoo~! Come on over...I won't bite....Who are you?" Orin cooed to Grima.

"Yep, my name's Trinyah," said Trinyah as she glanced around, curious as to where she was. At this point she assumed she must be dreaming, for the other terrain appeared to have popped out of absolutely nowhere. Trinyah, happy like she always was, pranced over to where the bushes were. Suddenly, all the forest were covered in snow, including snow slides, snow boards, frozen lakes, falling snow, snow races, snow cones. Pretty much anything you could think of that involved snow aside from anything that could cause harm to someone, like a snow storm, a blizzard.

Trinyah's eyes widened when she saw this, and suddenly started bouncing around, leaping up on the snowy hill and sliding down, nearly crashing into the new human who had appeared. She was laughing the whole way down as the tiny ice dragoness slid through the snow, causing it to splash up into her face. But she didn't seem to mind. It had been such a long time since Trinyah had gotten such a healthy dosing of snow, even if this was just a dream. She then used her claws to gain her balance, and looked back over at the human, tilting her head at it.

"Hello!" exclaimed Trinyah as she bounced over to the little human, crouching down in a dog-play position and waving her tail excitedly up in the air, "My name's Trinyah! What's yours? Do you like this snow too?" before the human had a chance to reply, Trinyah suddenly shot back off into the snow, vanishing almost as if she had suddenly poofed from existence. The reason: Trinyah's body literally became of invisible density when her background color was snow, since her mixture of colors combined so well with the natural elements of snow, and since she had those elements and minerals in her skin, it helped her blend in even more. Though the others could tell she was there by the hollering sounds she was making.

Orin even felt tired in this dream. If you fell asleep in a dream, would you dream another dream? Orin sighed and finally noticed that Trin accidently knocked the fish off Orin's back when sliding down him. The fish was obviously dead before it landed on him, but at this point, it could decompose with a huge bite mark in it. Orin went up the hill to pick up the fish with his mouth and came back down, seeing that the scenery has changed yet again, now it was a Winter Wonderland. Orin looked around, hearing Trin's squeals of excitement echoing throughout the place. He couldn't really see her, but he could definitely hear her, both her shouts and her footsteps. Suddenly, Orin sneezed. Snowflakes were gathering on him while he was admiring the place. Snow fell off of Orin's back, sides, and head. His whiskers whipped around wildly. The whiskers weren't really used to freezing cold conditions. They normally felt not as cold soil, or hotter, more magmatic rocks, that is, if he wanted to tunnel that low. Suddenly, random fur burst onto the whiskers, as if they had a mind of their own and dreamed to be warmer. Now it really looked like Orin had a moustache--Looking more human now. Speaking of human...He turned to Grima who was now exposed in the snow.

Grima shivered in the snowy landscape. "Believe it or not I'm Grima. You know the giant dragon" She sighed before she continued. "Although, right now I'm neither giant nor a dragon. Do you have any idea why I'm in this predicament?" She rubbed her arms both to warm them and to get the snow that had collected on them off. Oddly it didn't make her clothes wet in the least bit.

Orinxados looked away. "Well...I barely know where we are...So I wouldn't know...I think we're dreaming...But.....Why would we all be in eachother's dreams? I can't really understand this..." Orinxados sighed, feeling useless. Even though it wasn't really a fear, he did dislike not being able to help. Then again, how was he supposed to help, even if he knew why Grima had turned into a human. "What if you try imagining yourself back into a dragon...?"

"I guess it's worth a try." Grima closed her eyes and pictured herself in her dragon form, but for whatever reason she was having a hard time concentrating. Her mind kept on having thoughts about something else which led to other thoughts about other things, etc. The environment began to change wile she was in deep thought. It now looked just like her old home's front yard. Her father were standing outside the house with them, only they were human just like her. "Dad...where's mom?" She asked. He just shook his head in response. "I'm sorry, but it had to be this way.Someone had to sacrifice them self. It's the only way we could repent for our sin. Just know that she did it in your place, because she loves you, so much." Grima just stood there in silence. She had completely forgotten that were were other living beings around.

Trinyah was romping around the snow, when suddenly they appeared on a setting similar to Grima's home, not that the young ice dragoness would know anything about that. As she looked up, she spotted Grima having a conversation with her father. This reminded Trinyah of her father. She frowned when she noticed that Grima's father was also a human. She wondered why everyone was a human for some strange and unknown reason. Suddenly, a white cold surrounded Trinyah, and she shivered. Instinctively, she turned around, and her eyes widened when she saw a mysterious white figure approaching her, its grace unmatched by any other living thing.

Orinxados noticed both Trinyah and Grima were being greeted by some sort of family. Atleast, they seemed like family. Suddenly, Orin started remembering his own family. With that, his own dreams started coming true. Well, not really dreams, just memories. A rather rotund male dragon appeared behind Orinxados. He looked buff, but obese. Then a dragoness formed in front of Orin. The female looked rather skinny, despite her apparent mate. Orin quickly shook his head. He couldn't remember that they died. He just had to fight any pain. The two quickly disappeared. But the scenery that had apparently changed a bit, with the coming of Orin's parents, did not change. Grima's front yard just grew trees, cliffs, and caves, resembling somewhat like EarthWing's territory. But it still also resembled Grima's yard. It was like the two had combined.

As soon as Grima saw the world around her change, she snapped out of the haze she was in. Her father started to fade away, but before he did he uttered one last thing. "You do remember what happened don't you? If you don't I guess I'll just have to jog your memory...Amita" Grima wanted to tell him: Of course I remember how could I forget?, but he vanished before she could say anything. With her father gone, she turned to see what was happening to the others. They both had another Dragon nearby them, for reasons unknown to Grima.

Melody was in her den, cuddling her rabbit, Patches, when she fell asleep. She slowly closed her eyes, gasping as she looked around. "W-what?" She asked, looking around as a mysterious forest with odd looking terrain filled the blackness of her closed eyes. She looked around, taking a step forward. "W-well... maybe I can find m-more bunnies.." The crystal dragoness stated clearly to herself, walking slowly around.