Ages of darkness and despair plagued Dreamtale after that accident that made Nightmare a monster and Dream turned to stone. Five hundred and twenty-eight years of darkness and despair before, finally, there was a spark of hope. A flash of clashing positivity and negativity, mixed with the embers of the Tree of Feelings magic. Fable was born to the dark, the final child of Nim. She embodied both positive and negative emotions and learned fear early, with all the zombie-like beings of the AU. Soon enough, though, she started to pick up on the pain and suffering and couldn't leave them like that... little by little, she started to purify the townspeople, and little by little, she started to purify Dreamtale. It wasn't her intention she just wanted to stop the hurt that seemed to plague her home. By the time she was her older brother's age, grass and plant life started to grow again, and the blood red sky had brightened to a blue-grey.  It would be hundreds of years before it was back to its former glory, but it was good enough for her, alone on top of the hill with the remnants of their mother.

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Dreamtale was supposed to be a taboo place. Dream and Nightmare didn't have to talk to each other in order to know that nobody could go there. So when Dream felt a sudden increase of positive emotion in Dreamtale, he was startled into missing his shot, catching his cold brother's attention. "dream. so pathetic that you are resorting to gorilla tactics?" Nightmare lashed out and dragged Dream to him, strangling him with a tendril. Dream tried to pry Nightmare away, but he was slammed to the floor. "n-night-" Dream choked out. "what did you do to dreamtale?!" Nightmare hissed, loosening his hold so Dream could answer him. All he got instead was a shocked and nervous look. "y-you feel the change too?" He rasped. Nightmare gave him the coldest glare before lifting him up to closer inspect him. "if you're lying, i ' l l r i p y o u a p a r t , l i m b f r o m l i m b." Nightmare dragged Dream with as he made a portal to the poisoned AU. It was time to see what was really going on.

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The grey sky made Nightmare flinch away while his prisoner looked on with wonder. The grass was a short, dull green, and there wasn't a flower or any sort of beauty to be seen, but thus was still progress from what it was... Nightmare dragged his brother over to the town, now empty of the corrupted. "this... really, wasn't you." Nightmare decided. "you will help me find the one responsible." It wasn't an ask, and Dream knew it. "why?! so you can kill them?" Dream demanded, and Nightmare's grip tightened around his throat once more. "that depends on them." He replied viciously. That's when they both saw it. Movement from between the buildings. Nightmare didn't hesitate to chase it, dragging Dream with. When the figure realized it was being chased, it ran for the hill. "halt!" Nightmare disappeared into the ground to follow without its knowledge, giving Dream no choice but to run after so the person didn't get hurt. They ended up ducking behind the old stump of their mother, gold and purple eyelights staring at him as Nightmare came up from the darkness behind her. "well, well, well... what do we have here?" The little skeleton turned to him, pressing her back against the stump. "f-fable..."