Mystery: Beginning with the Pope of Night

Loen Kingdom, Backlund.

Crystal fell asleep full of longing, and the last thing she thought about was the starry sky map shown to her by the noble teacher during the day. It was really the most awe-inspiring and yearning thing in the world.

She soon fell into a sweet dream, but at a certain moment, she seemed to come to a staircase with no end in sight.

She seemed to have forgotten a lot of things and was slightly confused, like she was dreaming. She had perceptions but could not clearly judge where she was.

Crystal blinked her eyes, a little confused, but subconsciously she walked up the stairs, heading towards a deeper unknown place.

She did not feel fear, but instead felt a certain kind of longing and curiosity, as if there was something waiting for her under the stairs.

Maybe it will be the starry sky she longs for?

The novel feeling reminded her of the adventures she had while hunting with her father.

This made Crystal feel very good, and even the long stairs could not stop her steps.

Buzz!

After walking through the ninety-nine steps of the Deep Sleep Stairs, Krist seemed to be more awake. She came to a door and entered it happily.

"Huh?" Crystal found herself in her own home, as if nothing had changed.

Until she walked out of the room, came to the garden, looked up and saw the sweet dreams floating in the sky.

"Wow!" The girl was surprised by the various beautiful dream clouds, "I really want to go up and take a look."

Just one look at it and she thought it was the best thing in the world.

As soon as the girl had this thought, the space around her changed, and she came to a lake where she could not see the other side.

"Beautiful girl, are you calling me?" A wooden boat sailed from the depths of the lake.

The wooden boat seemed to be old, and it was full of traces of time. It seemed to have some exquisite and simple patterns, but Krist couldn't see clearly.

"Can you take me to the dreamland above?" Crystal asked politely.

"Okay, that's why I'm here." The boatman is an old man with white hair and gray beard. His eyes are like clear lake water, which can reflect everyone's appearance.

"Then what price do I need to pay?" Krist tilted her head, seeming a little distressed. She didn't bring a servant or a gold coin.

"All you need is one beautiful thing you have dreamed about before." The boatman said, "Dreams are the most precious treasure in the fantasy world."

"Then I'll give you a small cake!" Krist took out an exquisite small cake from somewhere. "This is the most delicious cake my mother ever made."

"This cake is full of love and regret. This is the best gift I have received today." The boatman looked at the small cake in amazement and accepted it.

"In return, today I will be your full-time boatman. I can take you wherever you want to go."

"Thank you, grandpa!" Crystal jumped onto the boat excitedly.

"I am the boatman of the Ship of Fools, and it is my duty to receive a beautiful girl like you."

The Boat of Fools started moving, but it was not sailing on the lake. Its bow tilted slightly, and a stream of water suddenly separated from the lake and headed towards the sky, carrying the Boat of Fools towards the sea of ​​dream clouds in the sky.

Soon the Ship of Fools directly penetrated the dreamland sea of ​​clouds and arrived above the dreamland sea of ​​clouds.

"It's so beautiful!" Crystal sat on the edge of the boat, looking at the colorful and layered dream clouds. Most of these dreams were left by old people here and became part of this ocean.

There are also a small number of new ones, belonging to those who also stay awake in their dreams.

Crystal couldn't help but reached out and poked one of them.

Bo!

The dream cloud dispersed, and Crystal saw the dream hidden in the cloud.

"Sister! Sister! Do you want to play with me?" A child with big eyes poked his head out of his dream, with some mud on his face.

"Ah, no!" Crystal refused subconsciously.

"Okay!" The child was not disappointed. He turned around and started his dream again - he was squeezing little clay figurines. This dirty activity of squeezing clay figurines is not allowed by parents in reality.

"This is dad, this is mom, this is me!" The child clapped his hands happily, full of joy.

"Krist, you're not a child anymore! You're a lady, you can't play in the mud!" Krist glanced at the happy child with envy, and then convinced herself.

The Ship of Fools was still sailing on the sea of ​​clouds, and Crystal would reach out to poke at it from time to time, to have a look at other people's dreams.

"They are all very happy." Crystal was happy for everyone from the bottom of her heart.

"Hey, there's a pink one here." Her eyes suddenly lit up and she reached out to poke the pink cloud.

"Ah!" Krist's cheeks turned as red as blood in an instant, and she covered her eyes with her hands, but she was so curious that she opened the gaps between her fingers a little.

"How embarrassing." Krist looked regretfully at the pink clouds closing, and looked at the boatman of the Fool's Boat who looked at her with a smile with some embarrassment.

"Beautiful lady, do you still remember the original intention of your dream?" After lingering on the sea of ​​clouds in the dreamland for a long time, the foolish boatman suddenly asked.

"My original intention?" Crystal tilted her head and thought for a moment, finally remembering the starry sky she wanted to see before falling into her dream.

"I want to go up there!" Crystal pointed to the starry sky above her head, which is the deepest and most fascinating place.

"Then, I will take you to the moon." The Fool's Boatman shook the oar, and the Fool's Boat sailed higher into the sky again.

Soon the Ship of Fools broke through the sea of ​​dream clouds and headed towards the silver disk hanging in the sky.

"Is the moon like this?" Crystal looked at the silver moon in surprise.

"This is what the moon originally looked like."

Crystal accepted this concept naturally, but she still felt her soul trembled and moved the moment she stepped on the moon.

Above the moon was a majestic white temple. Moonlight fell from the white palace. There seemed to be a figure dancing in the white palace. Krist seemed to have seen the incarnation of beauty.

"Why is she so beautiful?" That kind of beauty made Krist, who considered herself a beautiful girl, suffocated and didn't dare to get close, as if every little move was a blasphemy against the goddess.

"That's the God of Beauty." Foolish Boatman introduced to Crystal, "This is also one of the wonderlands above the sea of ​​clouds in the dreamland."

"Here, you can see the real, pure starry sky."

Crystal turned her head and looked at the starry sky beyond the moon.

The starry sky is like a dream, the stars are shining, the Milky Way is like a stream, and the starlight in the sky reflects into the deepest part of her heart.

It was like being in a fairyland, immersed in the wonderful and warm starry sky. The beautiful scene made Krist enchanted, as if she could hear the breathing of the universe.