Fiddler's Green

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Review Chain

This is a short story for Arachia's contest, under the prompt "colours of the night". It's a weird one, I'll warn you now.

As I drift into deep dark sleep I am met with a familiar void. It wraps around me like a blanket and smothers me gently, taking me to that special escape that is far away from the material plane, far from those troubles. At least that’s what I hope.


The Sandman is there waiting for me. I see him in the sky, his two starry eyes twinkling as he sings a soft lullaby. Satisfied that I am deep in his domain, he winks, then blinks, then nods. 


An orange sun sinks from the horizon above me, and I can tell I am dreaming by the way I am floating through the night sky. Off in the distance I see a light and I draw myself to it, shooting through the sky like a comet. By now thousands of people are sleeping just like me, yet I am alone with my thoughts. What a strange feeling, for who can share a dream asleep? Instead we must wait until the morning when the fantasy flows from your head like water in cupped hands.


The light turns out to be nothing more than a light. It is small and simple, like a grain of sand. I take it and put it in my pocket for later. 


More stars fall out of the sky to join their sibling, I collect them all and put them in the same pocket, even that orange sun and the Sandman’s eyes. There they will not shine so bright and hurt my eyes, for I crave the darkness. 


I lay on the moon and stare out into space, marveling at the colors of the night now that the pollution is out of the sky, and I wish that it could stay that way forever.


To sleep, perchance to die. For what is death but eternal sleep? I wish I were dead, and could sleep and dream forever. This Fiddler’s Green, or Fiddler’s Black as I prefer to call it is the pinnacle of peace and unites everyone, from every state, to every country, to every world. The sound of violins swells and I dance on the moon with the memories of my friends and enemies, all there to commemorate this wonderful union. We make Dionysus proud as we party in full revelry, screaming into the void. 


It is the only time in my life I feel awe that no majesty can project. I feel joy that no pleasure can simulate. I feel terror like no ride can elicit from me. That is what it is to be alive. And as I feel these feelings I explode into all the colors of the world, twisting, morphing, becoming something new. The crowd below cheers and claps as I rise like a firework and they worship my glory at this new universe I have created, let there be light!


Life is born from death, and as I create my universe I give my mortals the gift of knowledge, and watch them thrive. Among them I see one, who like me, rises into the sky and carefully plucks the stars out of the sky. They too, are a dreamer, who dreams of an eternal darkness. They will soon learn that there is no dark without light, and build themselves their own universe, full of color painted over the night.


So I sleep and through dreaming I discover reality. 


And then I wake and remember that the world is blind.

Submitted: May 05, 2022

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WELL DONE!!!!!! (-:

Fri, May 6th, 2022 2:48am


I really liked the imagery you used, which gave me a whimsical feel throughout this story. The poetic words you used which I thought swined together as the person explains their dreams. It's like starry and far away, a bit jolted since dreams are never conscise which gives good way for the reader to interpret. I like the burst of colors you used throughout, which was the theme of the prompt. I like imagery folk of the sandman as they drifted off to dreamland. I felt like I was falling down my own rabbit hole in the Dream plane. When you dream, you feel like you can do anything, but when you wake up reality puts a damper. I loved the plot twist in the end when you said the world is colorblind. I just put some things in blue for I comments, just suggesstion with grammar, but it didn't take away from the story. Good luck with the contest!:}

Fri, May 6th, 2022 11:24pm


The whimsical tone and strange shifts give the story a very dream-like atmosphere. The progression from wanting a world of darkness to discovering the world is better with color and light was well done, and all the imagery really helps to visualize what the narrator dreams.

Good luck with the contest!

Thu, May 12th, 2022 9:00pm


Incredibly vivid and imaginative, each line bursting with unique and free flowing imagery. The dream, space, and overall ethereal motifs to your story was very fun to read. Also left me with some very interesting thoughts and questions regarding the ideas you explicitly explore in the POV character's thoughts. The only criticism I really have is that some of your sentence structure was sometimes confusing/had confusing grammar. Overall, though, nice job; keep it up.

Fri, May 13th, 2022 2:33am

Matthew Hair

Imagery! I love it! This is so imaginative and open. The descriptions are weighty and creative. It's like you're describing some distant dream.

Aside from a few grammar things, I really don't have any criticisms. Good luck in the contest! :)

Wed, May 18th, 2022 12:57am


Your descriptions were so vivid and fantastic, I could imagine every little thing that was happening and I felt like I was the one having a party on the moon. I liked the movement from them wanting darkness and pocketing all the stars to take away the light, to then being in this revelry of colour. It moved from this deadly black to a coloured liveliness. Your story was really well cone and it was a very thoughtful piece too and left me with a feeling of contemplation.

Sun, June 5th, 2022 7:40am

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