Stop worrying.
Worrying doesn't stop bad things from happening,
it just prevents you from enjoying the good things that are happening.
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That night I dreamt of the stars.

I dreamt of the stars, of the moon, of the sky: the things I hadn't seen in what seemed like a lifetime. I realised just how much I missed them, staring at the silver brilliance floating in a beautiful purple-blue background.

I dreamt that I was standing in a large, grassy field, full of small silver flowers whose golden pollen seemed to glow in the starlight. The grass was touched by the blue moonlight, giving it an aqua-hue. The stars were infinite; hundreds of them, flying and dancing around the night sky. In all their midst hung the silver-blue full moon, peaceful and comforting bathing the meadow in its glow.

In the centre of the meadow was me, kneeling down amidst the flowers, watching the brilliance of the stars. I closed my eyes and let the cool gentle breeze carry my hair to flow behind me. My crisp, silky white dress pooled around my knees as it caught the glow of the moon, catching a light tint of blue.

A small smile danced on my lips as I felt myself completely relax under the shining light of the stars. It felt so right to be here under the glowing light of the stars above.

I opened my blue eyes once more and looked at one of the silver flowers in front of me. Five pointed petals reached up to the sky as they danced in the light breeze. The golden pollen was carried around the meadow like little glowing lights that seemed to be letting out little tinkling noises as they drifted.

The breeze seemed to whisper things but it was too soft to hear what the voice was saying as the cool breeze brushed my cheeks like fingers softly stroking my skin with love.

For what felt like hours I knelt in the meadow undisturbed. It was the calmest I'd felt in a long time and for the past weeks I'd had nothing but nightmares, and this was nothing but beauty in its purest form to me.

The breeze picked up slightly, blowing all the little glowing puffs of pollen into one spot. The wind swirled in front of me, grouping all the lights together as the glowed brighter and brighter. The tinkling noise started playing a tune when the wind brought pink sparkles to mix with the golden pollen in a gentle spiral of glowing sparkles.

Then, just like that, the light let out a 'poof' and vanished, leaving no sign that it had been there. Slowly I stood up and looked around. Everything was as it once was, the tinkling of the golden pollen had gone back to floating around undisturbed by anything. The flowers still swayed slightly in breeze and the stars still danced in the sky above.

I slowly walked over to where the wind had blown all the sparkles before, looking around for any signs of disturbance.

There, on the ground, was a small silver ring. I gently picked it up, holding it gingerly between two fingers. The front had a few wavy lines that reminded me of a gentle breeze swirling together. In the centre, held by the fine waves of silver was a purple jewel that caught the light and held it inside making it seem to make its own light. I examined the beauty of the ring and when a small detail caught the light in the moon. I flipped it around, looking at an engraving inside the ring. On the back, it had something engraved in fine, cursive writing.

To my little star.

Then with a bright flash everything vanished.

~*💫*~

I slowly opened my eyes to see I was back in my room. Thomas was lying on the edge on my bed, using his arms as a pillow while he slept in the chair that had been pulled close to my bed. He snored slightly but not loudly. Since I was lying on my side facing him I could make out every small detail on his peaceful face. I could count every freckle that dotted his cheeks and over his nose if I wanted to but I had a feeling that would be a tad creepy... Just a little.

My dream was still fresh in my mind. It had felt so real, the feel of the breeze, the sweat sent of the flowers and the gentle touch of the pollen as it floated by. The room in here felt stuffy and dry in comparison, I wanted to go outside but I was too afraid to go alone and I doubt anyone would be willing to take me outside with me in the condition I'm in now... Besides, I'd much rather be here safe than in the cell that Tyson had kept me in.

I squeezed my eyes closed for a moment. Although my fear of Tyson wasn't as high as it was before he still easily terrified me. I balled my hands into fists but froze when I felt something small and hard in my hand. Slowly, so very slowly, I raised my right hand up from under the blanket while it was still fisted.

Carefully I opened my hand to look at the object inside and sure enough, the ring I'd seen in my dreams was sitting there, as pretty as ever. The engraving still spelt out the four words in delicate, cursive writing.

I hesitated, looking at the ring with wide eyes, before slowly slipping in onto my right hands index finger. It fit perfectly as if sized for me, which, I guess it was. I took a deep breath in as examined it, looking deep into the jewel in the middle.

"Take it. It is your birthday."

"Oh! It's beautiful, thank you so much."

Just voices, deep in the back of my mind but still there. A smile played on my lips as I hugged the hand with the ring on close to my chest before once again falling asleep.

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Something brushed against my nose. I wrinkled it slightly and buried my head in my blankets as my mind rested, foggy with sleep and fear. There was a giggle as something then tickled my ear.

I opened my eyes the be met by pink ones right in front of my face. ~Ello!~

Letting out a yelp of surprised, I flinched and jumped back while Dream burst out laughing. ~Sorry, I couldn't resist.~ She giggled.

Shiver trotted up and me and cocked her head to the side. ~Lace?~

"I'm fine." I mumbled, noticing that other than my Pokémon, Jemima and Dream; I was alone.

Shiver nodded and turned to Dream. ~Glaceon?~

~No, I'm much better see.~ Dream fluttered higher in the air and did a backflip and spun around, flicking pink sparkles from her wings before flying back to her original spot.

Shiver mumbled something under her breath with a roll of her eyes.

~I am not immature for my age.~ Dream pouted.

There was a gentle knock before door swung open softly as Thomas, Amy and Alyssa walked in. Each had their Pixie's or Dragon with them. Life and Joy joined Dream in a quiet conversation while Shade just stayed by Thomas's side. Nick walked in a few moments after making me flinch slightly and hold the covers closer.

Sensing my unease, Shiver let out a small hiss and gave Nick a warning look. Tiara and Wish soon followed, even Jemima let out a small growl.

Nick raised his hands in surrender. "Relax, you can stay with Shimmer if you want to, I'm not cruel."

Shiver gave a snort, sending a small puff of frost from her black nose as if saying that's-what-I-thought.

"Erm... not that I don't enjoy the company, but why is everyone in here?" I said awkwardly, looking around at everyone as I pulled Shiver into my arms to hug her tightly.

It was silent a moment before Dream flew slight forward. ~I believe you'd like to know who you are, and I can tell you.~

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Word count: 1341

First I want to say that last chapter when Shiver hissed at Jemima it was more as a 'be careful' gesture rather than Shiver not liking Jemima. Some people got a bit sus about it. Might be a but of a wait for next chapter cause I have to explain so many things and I'm going to my dad's for a while and he doesn't have Internet.

Welp by~! :P