Chapter I - A Perishing Dream Land.

The land of Taghyeer Holm Ard begins to perish as Princess Ameera begins to have nightmares, but a mysterious young man enters the province, claiming to be a harmless nomad.

Shades of red, orange, and yellow permeate the sky, as the sun sets behind what seems to be an endless sea of sand. As the wind blows, it carries specks of sand, and a whistle of song along with it.
"Day to night, dawn to dusk, may the sun lay to rest, arise the moon of white light, illuminate our paths tonight." A prayer could be heard in the small houses spread across the land, as the white goddess begins to light up the sky. All is silent, all is peaceful... until the howl of the coyote terrorizes the ears of all. The black night turns to white, the white moon turns to black. The golden sand is now a crimson sea of blood. Distorted bloodthirsty coyotes run atop the scarlet water in the shape of spiritual apparitions, as a beast of true terror arises from the deep.
"Bahr Sharmoota!!!" The people scream at the top of their lungs, as they point to the terrible blood drenched sea snake slithering about the red sea. The beast roars, devouring the lives of men, women and children. A storm approaches the once calm land pouring glass rain, and spouting tornadoes of fire, along with lighting as far as the eye can see. Once again the night is consumed, lives are taken and hearts are broken, as a true nightmare blankets the land, left to perish just as the nights before. Entering through the black storming clouds is a pair of bright orange eyes staring down at the terrified people. A faint cackle is heard, as the eyes fade away with the howling wind. The nightmare also disappears with the image and laugh, leaving nothing but a small town of shattered hopes.
As dawn arrives, the light reveals the perishing land. Houses crushed, bloody corpses scattered about the sand. All is left dissipated, all but the castle in which the princess and soon to be prince of the royal family resides.
A gorgeous young woman, dressed in blue robes comes running into the room, shouting. "Brother, brother!!!" Princess Ameera calls in worry to her handsome older brother, who sits calmly eating his breakfast.
"Yes, Ameera?" Adham answers, setting his food down.
"The town, the town!!! E-Everything has been torn down again!!!" The concerned princess cries out, worried for her people.
Standing up and walking over to his younger sister, Adham looks her in the eyes reassuringly. "Don't you worry... we will figure something out. We will restore peace to the land's nights soon..."
"No!!! It's all my fault! My dreams are destroying my land and my people, please Adham, just kill me and this will all be over with!" Ameera shouts in despair.
"Don't say that. If you die, we both die, remember? Who will guide your people? And none of this is your fault, you're just going through hard times in reality which are causing these nightmares of yours... now please. Go to the garden. Nature calms the mind and soul." The soon to be prince says, giving his sister a slight smile before returning to his work. Princess Ameera follows her brother's advice, and walks to the garden, out into the blinding sunlight. Immediately the singing of birds can be heard, the scent of flowers caressing the wind. Sighing, the once worried princess is calmed, as her servant enters in her presence. Safiyyah, a young energetic and happy girl, was not a servant in Princess Ameera's eyes. Safiyyah was her best friend. The two had been friends ever since they were very young, and they would always tell each other everything. Safiyyah and Ameera seemed more like sisters than friends.
"Ameera~!" Safiyyah called to her friend, excluding the use of royal title. Ameera did want her friend to call her by her real name, not by a title.
"Yes Safiyyah?" Ameera questioned, curious to what her friend has to say.
"I was just in town checking on all of the people. A lot of them are alright, only a few people were killed last night, unfortunately for them..." The normally happy girl answered, a concerned tone in her voice. Princess Ameera gave a sigh in worry. "...good news though! I saw this really cute guy! I've never seen him around town before!" Safiyyah chirped. She knew everyone in town, although she was only friends with the people she liked.
"Really? Did you talk to him?" The princess questioned.
"No, he seemed a bit shy... he had his face covered..." Safiyyah answered.
"Then how do you know he was cute?" Ameera questioned again, a smirk on her face.
"His eyes... they were BEAUTIFUL!!!" The cheerful girl squeaked, catching the attention of all of the other servants, who all gave her confused looks. "It was so strange, his eyes were three different colors!!! Blue, green, and yellow! I've never seen anyone with eyes like that before!"
"You seem like you had seen the end of the world, Safiyyah... his eyes really must have been gorgeous." Ameera responds, interested in who the man may be.
"They were!!!" Safiyyah assures, as the two continue to make conversation, unbeknownst of the eavesdropping future prince hiding from their sight.
The town, now a broken mess of buildings and weeping families, has all eyes set on a man. A mysterious man who is cloaked in robes, a man whom no resident has ever seen before. Carrying nothing with him but a strange staff, he walks through the rubble, as his ears catch the sudden shouts of anger coming from another man. Turning his head, the mysterious man watches as the shouting man scolds a young boy for accidentally throwing a rock at his head.
"You little piece of trash!!! How dare you throw this thing at me! Haven't you ever been taught to respect your elders!?" The man yells in anger, as the young boy immediately begins pouring tears along with apologies. "I'll teach you to respect your elders, alright!!!" The cruel man warns, pulling out a knife. The young boy is now as white as the moon, terrified of what was to come next, but before the scolding man could pierce the child with his weapon, his wrist is grabbed by the mysteriously cloaked man. "W-What are you doing boy?!" The angered man questions, referring to the cloaked man. "Get away from me!!!" He shouts, dropping the innocent young boy, now facing the cloaked man. Giving him a strong push, the cloaked man is forced upon the ground. "What do you think you're doing, kid!? You don't have the right to--"
"You don't have the right to shed the blood of an innocent child. I'm sorry sir, but as children can learn that way, it will also scar them, and they will become like you when they grow old. Nasty and inconsiderate. You act before you think, no? That is your problem, which will no doubt resort to your downfall." The cloaked man explains thoroughly, as he is kicked by the nasty man. "--U-Urgh..." He gives a groan, in a bit of pain. "V-Violence... is never the answer. For your age, you sure act like a child... if you were wise, you would have never attempted to hurt that child for his small accident." The cloaked man says, giving a calm smile.
"Shut your mouth! Don't you tell me what to do, kid! Guards, come take this outsider to the prison, he's causing trouble!" The terrible man shouts, as the nearby guards arrive, forcing the cloaked man off of the ground, and dragging him off to the prison.
"...T-Thank you mister... w-who are you?" The tearful young boy who had been scolded by the angered man asks the cloaked man. The cloaked man looks at the thankful child, giving a bright smile.
"I am but a harmless nomad."

Author's Note

Well, this is the first chapter of my story "The Dream Tamer". Please tell me what you think. :)