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Realities
Realitites are the ones who’s given up on dreams. They stop pursuing their seemingly impossible goals, and sink into reality. They lose the appreciation of art and music, constantly gray in a colorful world. They are unable to find inspiration, to express themselves in art. They gave up on love, always in the dumps. They drag others under, by saying from experience, they know that dreams can’t be reached, and they stay dreams.
Dreamers.
Dreamers are the ones who pursue their dreams with determination and burning passion. They make art and music to spread a word or give a feeling. They are the artists who make art for others to see and enjoy, They are the authors who makes stories to tell. They are the musicians who make music to give a feeling and for people to enjoy. They are the ones who find inspiration in everything they look at. They are the ones who can take the negative thoughts and turn it into a beautiful piece of art.
I used to be a dreamer. I was a poet, and an artist. The thing is, you don’t realize you’re a realitite until a dreamer tells you that you are. I still remember when I came to the realization. My friend asked me why I haven’t been writing lately.
“Don’t have the time.” I said “And it just can’t pay off the bills”
“You never did it for money before. You've become a realitite Luna.” She said. My eyes widened, and I ran inside. I found my note pad and pencil, and got ready to write.
But I didn't. No flowing words came to the page, no pictures came through my pencil. Nothing. I looked at my old bike, I used to look at that thing and see an alien trying to ride it, trying to figure out how it works, now I just see an old bike.
I continue to sit at my desk, my head on my desk, the pencil still in my hand. My dream was to become a famous poet, My dream was to become an amazing artist. I had lost sight of my dreams. I looked up at the starry sky,studying the stars. I used to be into astronomy, I would gaze onto the stars, draw inspiration from it. I looked to a dark corner of my room, inside sat a telescope. A idea flew into my head, I grabbed my telescope and my art stuff, and ran outside. As I sat up my telescope, lights blinked on from around me, people staring. Some had happy faces, others with confused ones. This was the first time I had been outside in a few weeks. I gazed into my telescope, and drew what I saw. After I had finished, I gasped at what I saw, A figure had drifted into my picture. I looked through my telescope again, but the figure wasn't there. I looked carefully at my picture, and drew the figure. It slowly formed into a Nightmarian holding out it’s hand to me. I thought it was inviting, bus as it’s face began to form, I realized something.
It was reaching out to me to be saved. I vaguely remembered it, from when I was a dreamer. It would show up in my dreams, we would go on adventures, the two of us every night.
Night...NiGHTS! That’s who it was! My friend ran outside, just as I started racing inside.
“What’s wrong?” She asked
“You remember NiGHTS right?” I asked. she nodded. “Meet me at the dream gate, it needs our help.” She nodded, and we both raced into our homes, and flopped into bed. I was out in an instant. I came to the dream gate, where my friend was waiting for me.
“Luna, you’re all grayed out.” Said my friend.
“Let’s not worry about that right now, NiGHTS needs us.” I said, she nodded. We have to open the doors, but my red ideya won't be enough, we’ll have to put ours together.”
“But, in order to do that, we would have to dualize. Is that possible?” Asked my friend. I looked her in the eye, a confident smile on my face.
“Anything is possible.” I said. All of the sudden, an odd sensation flushed through me, it felt weird, but fantastic.
“You’re not gray anymore.” said My friend
“That’s because i’m not a realitite anymore. Now, take my hand!” She took my hand. “Now, Focus, the red ideya is bravery, You have a lot of that, share it. Feel the interlink, as I feed you my bravery, give me yours in return.” I said. A red light shone between us, and a white light flooded the entire area. When the light died down, A new person laid in place of me and my friend. It was a nightmarian body, similar to NiGHTS’, but it’s looks is a combination of mine and my friend. I looked to my right, to see a transparent version of her next to me, in the same position my body was.
“Guess this is your body now.” said My friend. “You might be stuck with it”
“Fine by me. This is pretty cool.” I said. “Now, NiGHTS is trapped in the black abyss below.”
“Really?”
“Yea, Our ideya combined should protect us though. Come on, Let’s go save NiGHTS!” I exclaimed. We flew down into the abyss, Our bravery glowing, literally. When we entered, I saw a creature, NiGHTS and Owl was held hostage in a cage.
“I am your nightmares, Your fears, and you have no strength against me!” Exclaimed the monster. I just busted out laughing “What’s so funny?!”
“Just the fact that you think I’m scared.” Everyone turned their heads to me. “I face my fears every day as an artist and a poet. I face rejection, I face harsh words, and for a while, it got to me. But, then I remember NiGHTS. IT lives in the hearts of dreamers, it is the inspiration that keeps us going, and as long as one exist, so will the other!” I shouted. My friend soon after fell down to the floor, no longer transparent, but confused.
“What are you doing?” She asked
“Sorry, but it’s too dangerous. I’m not going to risk your life to face my fears.” I walked up to my nightmares, and engaged in battle. WE fought long and hard, but in the end, I had him on his knees.
“Wait! You have turned into a nightmarian, and NiGHTS is one too, if you kill me you both go!” Shouted the monster
“No, Only one of us has to die, and I’m willing to give up my life for it!” I said. “I can absorb you, and kill you using the bravery in me. I will die, but NiGHTS will live.” I put my hand on the nightmare’s forehead. “And it always will.” The night,are disappeared as I absorbed it, and I destroyed in inside of me. I fell to the ground, my life slowly slipping away. My friend ran over to me.
“Listen….I want you….to...take all my Ideya….” I said to my friend. “I’ll live on….in your heart…as your courage, your intelligence, your wisdom and growth, your purity, and…..your hope...Take my hand.” My friend quickly grabbed my hand, and I pored all my ideya into her. I started to fade away. I glanced at Owl.
“Owl, you….without you I….would have never…..understood when I….was young. Tell NiGHTS….that I thank….her….for all….the….adventures.” I closed my eyes. “Have fun…..Amanda.” Then, my body had vanished, and flew into the stars
(The friend’s P.O.V)
I stood there for a moment. She never called me by my name. I touched my heart, aware of what I must do.
“You gave your life for me, you game me a stronger heart. Now I give back. I give up half of my ideya so you may live on!” I shouted. Luna formed again in front of me, still in the nightmarian body. “I’m sorry, I wish I could have done more, but you have to stay here forever.”
“That’s ok.” said Luna. She looked at Nights, who was knocked out. “I’ll watch over it.”
(Luna’s P.O.V)
Reality
It can be a bummer sometimes, but be a dreamer and take more out of it. If realitites got you down, just remember that your dreams can protect you. When you dream, look for NiGHTS, it is there, and if you see it, Look around, see if you can find me. I will be watching from a distance. NiGHTS won’t know who I am, and I don't think it can see me, but I will be there. At night, if you are unable to sleep, Look to the moon, and see if you can see me. I will protect you, I will stop the nightmares, I will help NiGHTS find and protect you. If you don’t see me, sing my name while looking at the moon, and rest your head. I will protect you, I swear.
My name is LUnA, and I am the guardian of the full moon, and all the NiGHTS it will see.

Description
Realities
Realitites are the ones who’s given up on dreams. They stop pursuing their seemingly impossible goals, and sink into reality. They lose the appreciation of art and music, constantly gray in a colorful world. They are unable to find inspiration, to express themselves in art. They gave up on love, always in the dumps. They drag others under, by saying from experience, they know that dreams can’t be reached, and they stay dreams.
Dreamers.
Dreamers are the ones who pursue their dreams with determination and burning passion. They make art and music to spread a word or give a feeling. They are the artists who make art for others to see and enjoy, They are the authors who makes stories to tell. They are the musicians who make music to give a feeling and for people to enjoy. They are the ones who find inspiration in everything they look at. They are the ones who can take the negative thoughts and turn it into a beautiful piece of art.
I used to be a dreamer. I was a poet, and an artist. The thing is, you don’t realize you’re a realitite until a dreamer tells you that you are. I still remember when I came to the realization. My friend asked me why I haven’t been writing lately.
“Don’t have the time.” I said “And it just can’t pay off the bills”
“You never did it for money before. You've become a realitite Luna.” She said. My eyes widened, and I ran inside. I found my note pad and pencil, and got ready to write.
But I didn't. No flowing words came to the page, no pictures came through my pencil. Nothing. I looked at my old bike, I used to look at that thing and see an alien trying to ride it, trying to figure out how it works, now I just see an old bike.
I continue to sit at my desk, my head on my desk, the pencil still in my hand. My dream was to become a famous poet, My dream was to become an amazing artist. I had lost sight of my dreams. I looked up at the starry sky,studying the stars. I used to be into astronomy, I would gaze onto the stars, draw inspiration from it. I looked to a dark corner of my room, inside sat a telescope. A idea flew into my head, I grabbed my telescope and my art stuff, and ran outside. As I sat up my telescope, lights blinked on from around me, people staring. Some had happy faces, others with confused ones. This was the first time I had been outside in a few weeks. I gazed into my telescope, and drew what I saw. After I had finished, I gasped at what I saw, A figure had drifted into my picture. I looked through my telescope again, but the figure wasn't there. I looked carefully at my picture, and drew the figure. It slowly formed into a Nightmarian holding out it’s hand to me. I thought it was inviting, bus as it’s face began to form, I realized something.
It was reaching out to me to be saved. I vaguely remembered it, from when I was a dreamer. It would show up in my dreams, we would go on adventures, the two of us every night.
Night...NiGHTS! That’s who it was! My friend ran outside, just as I started racing inside.
“What’s wrong?” She asked
“You remember NiGHTS right?” I asked. she nodded. “Meet me at the dream gate, it needs our help.” She nodded, and we both raced into our homes, and flopped into bed. I was out in an instant. I came to the dream gate, where my friend was waiting for me.
“Luna, you’re all grayed out.” Said my friend.
“Let’s not worry about that right now, NiGHTS needs us.” I said, she nodded. We have to open the doors, but my red ideya won't be enough, we’ll have to put ours together.”
“But, in order to do that, we would have to dualize. Is that possible?” Asked my friend. I looked her in the eye, a confident smile on my face.
“Anything is possible.” I said. All of the sudden, an odd sensation flushed through me, it felt weird, but fantastic.
“You’re not gray anymore.” said My friend
“That’s because i’m not a realitite anymore. Now, take my hand!” She took my hand. “Now, Focus, the red ideya is bravery, You have a lot of that, share it. Feel the interlink, as I feed you my bravery, give me yours in return.” I said. A red light shone between us, and a white light flooded the entire area. When the light died down, A new person laid in place of me and my friend. It was a nightmarian body, similar to NiGHTS’, but it’s looks is a combination of mine and my friend. I looked to my right, to see a transparent version of her next to me, in the same position my body was.
“Guess this is your body now.” said My friend. “You might be stuck with it”
“Fine by me. This is pretty cool.” I said. “Now, NiGHTS is trapped in the black abyss below.”
“Really?”
“Yea, Our ideya combined should protect us though. Come on, Let’s go save NiGHTS!” I exclaimed. We flew down into the abyss, Our bravery glowing, literally. When we entered, I saw a creature, NiGHTS and Owl was held hostage in a cage.
“I am your nightmares, Your fears, and you have no strength against me!” Exclaimed the monster. I just busted out laughing “What’s so funny?!”
“Just the fact that you think I’m scared.” Everyone turned their heads to me. “I face my fears every day as an artist and a poet. I face rejection, I face harsh words, and for a while, it got to me. But, then I remember NiGHTS. IT lives in the hearts of dreamers, it is the inspiration that keeps us going, and as long as one exist, so will the other!” I shouted. My friend soon after fell down to the floor, no longer transparent, but confused.
“What are you doing?” She asked
“Sorry, but it’s too dangerous. I’m not going to risk your life to face my fears.” I walked up to my nightmares, and engaged in battle. WE fought long and hard, but in the end, I had him on his knees.
“Wait! You have turned into a nightmarian, and NiGHTS is one too, if you kill me you both go!” Shouted the monster
“No, Only one of us has to die, and I’m willing to give up my life for it!” I said. “I can absorb you, and kill you using the bravery in me. I will die, but NiGHTS will live.” I put my hand on the nightmare’s forehead. “And it always will.” The night,are disappeared as I absorbed it, and I destroyed in inside of me. I fell to the ground, my life slowly slipping away. My friend ran over to me.
“Listen….I want you….to...take all my Ideya….” I said to my friend. “I’ll live on….in your heart…as your courage, your intelligence, your wisdom and growth, your purity, and…..your hope...Take my hand.” My friend quickly grabbed my hand, and I pored all my ideya into her. I started to fade away. I glanced at Owl.
“Owl, you….without you I….would have never…..understood when I….was young. Tell NiGHTS….that I thank….her….for all….the….adventures.” I closed my eyes. “Have fun…..Amanda.” Then, my body had vanished, and flew into the stars
(The friend’s P.O.V)
I stood there for a moment. She never called me by my name. I touched my heart, aware of what I must do.
“You gave your life for me, you game me a stronger heart. Now I give back. I give up half of my ideya so you may live on!” I shouted. Luna formed again in front of me, still in the nightmarian body. “I’m sorry, I wish I could have done more, but you have to stay here forever.”
“That’s ok.” said Luna. She looked at Nights, who was knocked out. “I’ll watch over it.”
(Luna’s P.O.V)
Reality
It can be a bummer sometimes, but be a dreamer and take more out of it. If realitites got you down, just remember that your dreams can protect you. When you dream, look for NiGHTS, it is there, and if you see it, Look around, see if you can find me. I will be watching from a distance. NiGHTS won’t know who I am, and I don't think it can see me, but I will be there. At night, if you are unable to sleep, Look to the moon, and see if you can see me. I will protect you, I will stop the nightmares, I will help NiGHTS find and protect you. If you don’t see me, sing my name while looking at the moon, and rest your head. I will protect you, I swear.
My name is LUnA, and I am the guardian of the full moon, and all the NiGHTS it will see.