Through the Dreamscape
by tannim
December 13, 2010

	Muriel dreamed.  She wandered through a maze of lovely golden colored walls with a brick floor and pretty vines tangled about the ceiling.   The floor gave way under her steady footsteps but each time she fell through there was another level of the maze.  Sometimes the walls changed color, sometimes the vines had flowers, sometimes the floor was grass, sometimes there wasn't a floor at all.

	She ran and felt happy through the randomly turning corridors, her tail and cheek ruffs streamed behind her while she ran.  A room loomed ahead and for the joy of running she turned into another random path away from it.  To be able to run so long without running out of breath was amazing to the squirrel and she didn't want to stop.  Again the floor gave way, but she ran on the air as the wooden panels collapsed to dust beneath her feet.

	The walls crumbled, the ceiling snaked down and she jumped from one tree branch to another in the pretty black and white leaved forest canopy.  Her toe claws gripped the wood while her tail swished back and forth behind and around her to help her keep her balance.  Branches whipped by around her but she felt them only as a passing on her sides and flat shoulders.

	Muriel's bare chest brushed against a branch and she turned with the brushing to make it last longer.   The dragon's tail swished over them, it's black and white scales glistening in the green firelight around them.  She curled her tail around the reptilian length and smiled at the beast before t rumbled off through the library shelves.

	Alone again the squirrel walked down the echoing room.  Each step was deafening in the silence.  Muriel tried to slow down and ease her footsteps down silently, but they seemed only to get louder until she stood perfectly still in front of an amazingly tall book shelf.

	Looking up she lost her balance and fell back into the soft embrace of a matronly otter's wide lap.  The big woman pointed to a book and Muriel grasped the four inch wide spine with both feet.  On the cover of the skinny two page book, a very handsome nude squirrel stroking his tail against his face.  

	She looked up to the otter curiously, then back down at the bland featureless book she'd accidentally pulled out instead.  Muriel spent several minutes trying to find the book again, pulling one book out at a time with her feet, but finally grew frustrated and stood up.  The grass she'd been sitting on was covered with thick green leaves when she turned back and she playfully kicked them.

	It was so peaceful out on the plain.  The sky was cloudy, but the air was fresh and the wind  was light.  If there had been some bird calls, it would have been perfect she thought.  Their songs would have made the grass all the more yellowed and perked the wilting grass right up.

	Muriel tilted her head and crouched to look at it.  There was a buzzing in the air as of a swarm of bees.  The naked squirrel felt her legs demand she run.  Instead she watched them come.  Her legs refused to budge, but she was the one not even trying to make them.

	Around her the water shimmered in the faint starlight.  The bees were getting closer but she just looked down into the pool as it rose to her knees.  They were ignored as she gazed at her reflection in the dark water.  Her twin looked scared but Muriel just looked at her.

	The squirrel swished her head left, then right, watching the stars drop from the sky to swirl around her like the bees.  Her eyes closed and she saw her reflection better as it disappeared in a blue glow.  The glow spread from a small point under her throughout the water to reflect off the tiny stars fluttering around.  Bees flew around her until they became a swish of colored streamers in the air.

	Muriel felt the wind whip up around her from the water.  Her cheek ruffs fluttered upward in the breeze while her tail towered over her.  Lovely tendrils of  glowing sparkles and water spun around her in the wind.  She stared downward for several seconds, then lifted her gaze straight ahead.

	Bare fur danced on her body.  Both breasts felt the force of the air lifting and squeezing them.  The girl's long pretty cheek fur streamed up to tickle her ears and she smiled.  Muriel's legs and muzzle, her tail and breasts, all reflected the glow until the fur was just as blue.

	Dark cracks spread through the black sky and all around her as the wind blew more strongly.  She watched the tendrils dance and play as they tried to catch each other in their circular dance until they grew long enough to merge into a single glowing column around her.  The cracks spread around in a sphere throughout the floor as well as the sky until they too merged with the light.

	Everything crumbled to sparkling motes of light around her except for the pool she stood in and she let herself fall back into the wind.  It lifted her up into the cavern walls until she was out of the deep  cavern she'd fallen into.  She lifted a foot up as though to walk up the sheer vertical cliff wall and simply stepped onto the flat rocky floor at the top.  Ahead she could see the light from the cave entrance and she stepped through into the hot confines of a bed.

	Muriel tugged the blanket tighter and looked at the clock with sleep blurred eyes.  There was still another hour before she had to get up.  The squirrel snuggled back in and nuzzled the pillow.  A nightmare had tried to take over her dream, but she'd beaten it with an hour to spare to dream again.