Sapane - The Angel of Dreams

I don't have a name and I don't have a face, but I've made you smile since you were born and I still do, with you and everyone in the world no matter what. I am the angel of dreams, for me there are no barriers when it comes to bringing joy to the world. At least I think so. My skin is pale and my hair falls out. They destroyed my body, those demons tore me apart, but that didn't stop me from laughing. You always have to look at the sky and think of the best.
My flesh is sand with which I can touch your forehead and make you dream of the most wonderful things, and do you know what is the best of this? That the dreams I create with my sand are so realistic that children believe they are really living them. Dreams are my field, that's why they called me "Sandman". I like that children dream of fantasy worlds and that they smile while they rest; that makes me happy. I bring joy and tranquility to those who live in wars, because when they sleep, they can travel to worlds where war never touched and that gives them a moment of happiness, which I take to make my heart continue beating despite the passage of time.
My appearance is terrifying to some. My skin is dead, pale as the moon and my bones stick out through my flesh. I am a zombie; my jaw is just bone, so my teeth are always showing, like I'm always smiling; my eyes are black and with them I hypnotize those who see me so that they forget me if they catch me when they wake up early. My appearance is that of a monster, but no child who has seen me has screamed, on the contrary, they have hugged me with happiness. I am terrifying since it is the only way to scare away the nightmares themselves, because they run when they see me reach the dream of a child. If I were to walk the streets, no one would shout or even notice me, since I am a being who can only bring joy despite my unpleasant appearance. Do not criticize someone for their appearance, I am the biggest proof, since despite my ghastly physique, I am not bad, I just want to make them happy by giving them realistic and beautiful dreams and hopes.
I have so many anecdotes that if I told them all, I could keep someone awake for a whole year without a break between stories.
I remember well when I first appeared on this planet. The first day I woke up on the cold damp earth I managed to feel that my heart was no longer beating. I was scared, because I believed that I was a ghost, since my skin was no longer warm, I did not need to breathe to live and my heart no longer beat; It took me a while to realize that it wasn't really a ghost, I just didn't know why it didn't seem to be alive. I went to a nearby lake that I always knew and looked at my reflection. I was a monster. I was terrified to see that my eyes had been gouged out, but that I could still see, and that the skin had been ripped off my face below my nose, exposing my jaw and white teeth. All this happened to me due to an accident that I do not want to remember now and that I will not relate. I couldn't believe it, I tried to cry, but I couldn't, since I didn't have eyes. I broke into my house and took clothes to cover my face and body. I walked around the city while hiding my appearance as I was embarrassed. I was like this for days, since I didn't even want to go back to my house because of it. I couldn't let anyone see me, so I became homeless, destined to rummage through garbage cans to make a living.
Over time I became friends with other homeless people who walked the streets of Argentina, my country, but I didn't show them my face, because I covered my mouth with a scarf and my eyes with black glasses. He told them that he was deformed by an accident I had, which was not really a lie. Among many of those people was a family made up of a mother, a father and their daughter, who lived under a bridge, and who sometimes wandered around the campus of a nearby university. Sometimes I ran into them and we spent afternoons talking or getting things to sustain ourselves.
While the days passed slowly in the city full of people, some bad and some good, it was one night that marked my existence and let me see who I was now.
One night I decided to sleep with them under a bridge. It was 11 pm when they fell asleep. They were only able to eat bread and tea that I got for them in a bar earlier. I didn't sleep, since I didn't need to to live, just as I didn't need to breathe. I thought it was a zombie. What else could be alive but not at the same time? It was the only logical thing in this fantasy... But then I looked at them. I was sitting on some rubble when I clearly saw two men completely black as a shadow approaching the couple's daughter. At that moment I was terrified, it seemed that they wanted to take her away, so I got up quickly and ran to face those dark men who wanted to hurt her, but they instantly disappeared. I was frozen and stunned, as these beings disappeared like ghosts. I couldn't believe it, and I fell to the ground in surprise.
I started to tremble as I tried to find coherence to this fact. I prayed to God while he closed his eyes as he believed they were demons. I was not hallucinated, I had seen them with my own eyes. Then, on that cold night, I heard a footstep in front of me. I opened my eyes and saw those dark men again, trying to take the couple's daughter. So I pounced on one of them. When I grabbed it I could see that it was actually a shadow, since it had no facial features or clothing. I held it tight, but within seconds the skin and flesh of that black creature began to turn into sand. That's right, her flesh turned to sand and fell to the ground along with her blood and organs, which stained my body red. On the floor there was a pile of horror on which I fell, being totally dirty. The other shadow that accompanied him disappeared when he saw his partner die. I stayed on the ground, trembling and scared, unable to understand what had happened.
All the family I was with woke up without me noticing. They saw me scared on the ground, and while I still couldn't make sense of anything, I noticed that my scarf and glasses had fallen off while fighting against that being. I covered my face, since I didn't want them to see me, but I knew they would notice the blood that covered me and the guts that were on the floor. However, it was not. I was shocked that they didn't ask any questions about it. They didn't seem to notice the guts or the sand, they didn't notice the blood either, they just looked at me without knowing why I was like that. Still afraid, I asked them if they saw the blood that covered me; they told me no. The blood and guts were invisible to them, and what shocked me the most: they didn't panic when they saw my appearance. They didn't understand anything, they wanted to know why I looked so scared, but I wasn't able to speak. So I got up and ran away, leaving everything behind. My face was uncovered, but no one I ran into that early morning knew that I was a monster, and that left me bewildered and even more frightened. I thought I was crazy.
While I was running I began to hear voices, like whispers, and from one moment to the next I saw that I was actually flying. My body turned to sand and I flew with the breeze into the sky, passing over the buildings and grounds. He was no longer scared, but he was confused. I thought I had died and gone up to heaven, but then I landed next to a stream on the side of the road. The sand that I had become gathered together and I returned to my solid body. I knelt on the stones of the stream and I noticed that small stones of sand were falling from my skin. And he was a sandman, just like that living thing I murdered under that bridge. But I didn't have black sand, mine was more like what anyone would find on the ground. Then I heard a voice inside my head, which told me:
"From today no good will be afraid of you, since I will cloud their vision so they do not scream. You will travel through the land and kill with a touch all the nightmares that try to take the children and the good people. No one bad that tries to attack you, it's going to live if you touch it. You're an exterminator, angel of dreams."
I heard those words coming out of nowhere. There was no longer any doubt for me that I had gone crazy. Then I chuckled, skeptical.
"Angel of dreams?" —I asked the air— "I don't know, I don't know... I don't know what I am. What is this? What is this bleeding sand?"
That voice came back. "Chosen you stayed on my words. Even if you fall, I lift you up."
At that moment I felt a very welcoming breeze running through my body with great lightness. My body turned back into sand and I flew guided by that sacred wind. I landed on the terrace of a building, I stopped and saw the lights of the distant city that once saw me grow up and saw me become this. My heart pounded again.
"I am your God, and hearing my words you are going to act. A chosen one over mortals had to do the work that I entrust to you today. Angel of dreams" said that voice coming from the Creator himself.
Those shadows were nightmares. Those dark beings disappear when they see me, although sometimes they stay to fight, but I bathe with their blood. As well as nightmares, human monsters and demons also die if they try to face me. I can't one-touch kill them like I can with nightmares, but they're not a problem either, since I can't die. To this day my skin is full of wounds and the bones of my back and chest are exposed, as is my abdomen; I am also missing some organs that my enemies tore from me when they tried to kill me. It was the demons who left me with these wounds, but I don't care, I carry them everywhere to show that I am the real exterminator.
There was a night when a girl, one of my thousands of friends, called me "Sapane"... I liked it, that's why I like to be called that way, but you can call me whatever you want. And even if you don't believe it, you are also my friend, since I have made you dream of beautiful things without your realizing it and I have scared the nightmares from your head with my appearance. If you smile, know that you make me smile too, since I am the angel of dreams of good people. Only if you have done good things can you dream without fear of anything, since I will be there to protect you. Shadow hands will be cut off if they try to touch something good.
Do you want to know my story? Just dream. Someday you will know.
----Autor: nicolas creepy
Story originally written in Spanish
Category:Beings
Category:Dreams/Sleep