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When I was ten, I had a dream influenced by Harry Potter and LOTR/Hobbit despite never having watched the movies or read the books. If you wanna make a story out of this, just make sure to credit me as the original dreamer hehehehehehe...Enjoy~

Frodo was riding a Harry Potter broom in the middle of the night. (I'll call him Fro from now on) Fro's job was to bring this magical golden disc to an Old Wizard in the Woods every year, because the magic of the disc was the only thing keeping the town safe from outside threats. The Old Wizard's job was to renew the magic of the disc because the disc magic needs maintaining every year.

This year, however, and on this particular night, the Old Wizard said he couldn't cast his spell on the disc because it had been damaged. The wizard thinks the enemy must have damaged it on purpose so that any magic renewal on the disc will corrupt the magic and endanger the town. Just at that moment, the disc magically falls through the floor, and the wizard tells Fro that the enemy magically teleported the disc to his (the enemy's) lair. So now it is Fro's job to get the disc back.

So, Fro hops on his broom and flies off into the night, beginning his great adventure.

And then I woke up. The end

Dystopian fiction

"Miss Lynn," A young Cordelia called her one night as she lay in bed. Lynn was just getting ready to leave the Wards' Dormitories.

"Yes, Cordelia?" Despite them being mere Caretaker and Ward (and despite Cordelia being only one of 1,000,000 Wards in her Batch), they have a very close relationship, almost like a mother and daughter, but in secret; family-like bonds were highly discouraged in the Colony.

"Has anyone ever tried going to the Surface before?"

Lynn paused, looking for the right words to say. It was a sensitive issue, and she wasn't sure if this was the right time to tell her. But Cordy seemed old enough; she would understand. Lynn looked around furtively, before going to Cordelia's bedside and whispered, "I'm gonna tell you a little secret. Okay?"

Cordelia lit up and nodded enthusiastically. She loved being trusted with secrets. It made her feel important; like a Treasurer keeping the most valuable treasures under lock and key. It was mostly things like each other's favourite colour or deepest fears, which Caretakers weren't supposed to share with their Wards. This secret felt especially important. Valuable, even.

"Once upon a time, there was a girl named Cordelia."

"Me?"

"Well, not exactly you. Your Namesake from last century." Cordelia didn't know what that meant, but she continued listening. "This Cordelia was a curious young lady. She once stumbled into the Colony from the Surface."

"WHAT!" Cordelia yelled out impulsively, and Lynn quickly shushed her in a panic. Cordelia immediately put her hands to her mouth. "I mean, what?"

Lynn glanced around quickly, hoping the ensuing silence would erase any evidence of her storytelling. Not a peep. She silently exhaled in relief before continuing the story. "No one knew how she got here. No one knew how she even knew how to get in. But they had to get rid of her."

"No!" Present-Cordelia gasped in horror, quietly this time.

"Oh, yes," Lynn affirmed. "They couldn't let anyone--" she looked around again, "anyone, know that there were still dwellers on the Surface."

"But I thought there was no way anyone could survive on the Surface," she said.

"That's what they teach you in School, Cordelia. That's why this is a secret."

Dystopian fiction stuff just for funsies, based on the Hunger Games "Hanging Tree" song cuz I was inspired by the different renditions of this song on Tiktok hahaha don't mind me cuz I'm boooooooooorrrrrrrrrreeedddddddd

This song is about a tree with birdcages on its branches. Cordelia encounters this tree during her time on the Surface. The tree with its birdcages look like a tree bearing fruits--except in this case, the "fruits" are the birds trapped in the cages; hence, the name "Birding Tree".

POV (Jasper taking Cordelia to the Birding Tree)

"I...I'm so sorry. About your gram'ma," I managed.

Jasper smiled as we continued treading through the grass. "Thanks...there was this lullaby she used to sing me. When I--when she passed, that lullaby, that was the first thing that came to mind. Funny, isn't it? I'd totally forgotten about it. It'd been years since she last sang it to me."

"Sorry, what--lala...bye?"

"Lull-a-by," he enunciated. "It's a bedtime song. Well, I don't know if it's actually written to be a lullaby, but she sang that to me at night."

"I didn't know you could sing someone to sleep." I probably sounded stupid saying that. He laughed.

"You learn something new everyday, huh?"

"When you've lived under the Surface, or 'under a rock', as you say, as long as I have, there's only so much you know," I quipped. "So, how did this...lull-a-by go?"

"Pardon?"

"Do you think you could...sing it to me? If you don't mind, of course."

He hesitated, looking around for a bit. "I guess I could. Since it's just you and me." He winked, and I could have sworn I almost tripped on air.

Are you...are you...

Comin' to the tree

We struck down a birdie

Singing in the breeze

Strange things have happened here,

No stranger would it be,

If we took...this birdie...

To the Birding Tree

Are you...are you...

Comin' to the tree

Hear a choir of birdsong

Raging to be free

Strange things have happened here

No stranger would it be,

If we took...these birdies...

To the Birding Tree

Are you...are you...

Comin' to the tree

Build a nest in this cage

Side by side with me

Strange things have happened here

No stranger would it be,

If Birdie stays awhile,

Here in the Birding Tree

We reached the top of the hill, and there was the tree. It had round little birdcages, hanging on its branches, like striped, hollowed-out apples. Each birdcage housed a little bird, tweeting away, looking around from its little abode.

"And, here we have it. The Birding Tree. Ta-daaaa...", he introduced lamely on purpose, and I laughed.

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I don't even know HOW I got THIS dream. My head must have been wild that night. It had some My Little Pony elements and a surprise cameo of a Chinese teen celebrity who's also a student (at least during the year I was dreaming) if I'm not mistaken. As usual, credit me as the dreamer if you wanna make a wild story out of this hehe enjoy~ (and also, I ASSURE you this was a genuine dream and not my conscious decision to make up a story. It was my subconscious sleeping that somehow decided to make this up, I KID YOU NOT) Enjoy anyway~

There was a girl who lived in a slum-orphanage with some friends. One day, she and her friends had a potato-eating contest. But the potatoes turned out to be rotten so everyone got sick. Except that girl. While the friends were busy recuperating, someone afterwards revealed that the girl was actually LITERALLY made from potatoes, hence her not getting sick from the rotten ones. Cuz once upon a time, there was a woman (a witch, actually) who took a pile of potatoes, cast a spell on it, and the potatoes turned into a baby, aka the main character girl.

Everyone hated the girl and ostracised her just cuz she was made of potatoes. But Potato Girl's friends still stuck by her and still insisted on being her friends anyway, so Tater Girl feels better. There was also a boy who kept bullying Miss Tater Tot cuz of her being a clump of potatoes, but her friends told him off and told Tater Girl not to care about the boy.

Tater Girl decides to find the truth about her existence and find her "mother" (the witch who created her) to get some answers, like why she created her in the first place. Tater Girl leaves the orphan-slum and goes out into the city. Eventually she bumps into a lady who is actually the sister of the witch (so she's kinda like Tater Girl's "aunt"). Aunty, after learning about Tater Girl's origins, immediately accepts her as family (way better treatment than what the majority of the orphan-slum gave Tater Girl) and invites her to her home where Tater Girl meets Aunty's children (Tater Girl's "cousins", I guess?).

They all get along really well, despite them knowing that Tater Girl is, well, a Tater Girl, and Tater Girl comes to the self-realisation that if God allowed her to exist despite not being conceived the normal way for humans, then He definitely gave her a human soul and He definitely loves her as a human anyway, and she definitely deserves as much love as any other human does. Also, Tater Girl decides it doesn't matter whether she meets her witch "mother". She's already happy with her friends and her newfound family, and she doesn't feel the need for any more answers.

After Tater Girl goes home, she is hanging out with her friends at the mall one day, when she bumps into this guy (who is actually the Chinese cameo I was talking about just now; I won't say the celeb's name, though. I'll just call this guy Cameo from now on). Cameo recognises her and tells her that they were actually friends when they were young. Ever since they separated, Cameo had been looking for her, and he had even written a song about her (yes, Cameo is a famous singer in my dream, just like the celeb teen in real life). Tater Girl tells Cameo about her being a clump of potatoes but he doesn't mind.

Later on, the boy who had been bullying Tater Girl goes to see her, and acknowledges that he was in the wrong for bullying her. Tater Girl has already let go of Bully Boy's past bullying, but she walks away from him to let him figure things out on his own. Also she just wants to live her own life in peace. She's not offering friendship to Bully Boy yet, but she acknowledges that he was at least decent enough to acknowledge his mistakes.

Then I woke up, the end.