The Rain: Dreaming

By zompirescooter

Geoff opened his eyes. His hands felt much larger than usual. His feet felt much larger, too. He looked past his feet, and saw trees, tiny as ants. “This must be a dream.” Geoff took a step, crushed a mountain.

“Maybe it is a dream.” Geoff looked up and saw Kero.

“You’re alive!” Geoff smiled as he finished.

“Nope, still dead. This is just a dream.” Kero sounded normal.

“No croak? You’ve improved your speech!”

“No, you’re just dreaming, and I can sound anyway I want if it’s not real.”

“But why am I dreaming?” Geoff didn’t know.

“Trying to escape from the battle at hand maybe?”

“I’m not running away. She hit me pretty well.”

“Hit her back then. I taught you well enough to handle a girl, didn’t I?”

“The most powerful girl alive in the world today.” Geoff was trying his best.

“Well then make her dead, and she won’t be alive anymore.”

“What wisdom, so much in fact that it doesn’t even make sense.”

“Or does it, Geoff? I think you know what you have to do.” Still no croak.

“I don’t know… my mind doesn’t feel clear right now.”

“Well no duh, that’s because you’re in your mind right now.”

“So it is a dream?”

“Of course.” Kero smirked.

“So why am I having a dream?”

“Because you needed to find me in a dream, I suppose. But you know what you have to do now. You have to wake up.” Kero finally croaked.

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