nightmare pov.

im been hiding for a while now, i cant stop thinking about what i have done...

its been hours.... i start to hear distance chatter, the villagers ....

an angry mod stands in front of my dear brother, dream, tying to persuade the angry of the towns people, i keep to my little hiding place until everything cools down. by morning i leave my little spot and head to the tree , i get in my side of the tree, for i cant go on the other, since the golden apples will rot to my touch, 

hours pass and dream finds me reading a book in the spot where i lay, 

"brother there you are, i been looking for you!" dream showed a worried look on his face,

"i know..... i saw the mob" i said turning my view away from dream

"nightmare what happen, the villagers said awful things about you, and how you hurt someone" dream said lowering his voice, 

i say nothing, i cant the thought of those black tentacles out of my head, and all the blood,

"nightmare..." dream said more worried then ever

"just leave dream" i said not even looking at my own brother

dream left me be, and headed to the village, as i watch him go, i could help but feel, empty, my soul felt heavy, and the sharp pain in my back, 

.........

after the incident, i stop going to the village
i just hide around the tree, reading my book, dream comes by and cheer me up but never the less im return to the shadows of my own darkness, 

i could still feel the hate of the villagers towards me, their angry and hatred stains the ground where they stand, the weight of guilt pulls me down deep in to the dark. i offen get jeouies of dream, monsters and humans  travel far and wide to see his golden apples, but never mine, they give off awful comments about the darker apples and give nice a happy comments about his, i stoped caring by this point

one afternoon, i see a another skeleton, with a dark blue jacket, starring at the dark side of the tree, he seemed interested by them, i wanted to know what he was doing??

to be continued