Angels and their gold

Leviathan had another thought that they never revealed to their scholars or asked their researchers for advice on

They wondered what this "love" was that everyone spoke about fervently, or with longing, or with anger and envy

They loved mysteries and wanted to solve this one more than anything

They read about it in secret and marveled that it was the most chaotic and powerful sounding substance in the universe!

Perhaps even more chaotic than themselves

We're just getting warmed up!

How would you wish to correct the story?

The floor is yours!

Far away and deeper than any human would ever be able to venture lies an unspeakable horror most would be better off never knowing existed

It is an imprisoned Old God, undestroyable be any who have tried and thus kept in a perpetual state of slumber

First the sleeper dreamt it was a goldfish

Then that it was the mighty Leviathan dreaming that it was a goldfish

Where will their dreams lead next and more importantly..

Will they ever wake up?

Come on in, the waters fine!

Note to self:

Pick up fish sticks while out tomorrow today

Gotta love this shit.

hey baby, you do I AM the water

;)

I think the Old God, the sleeper, dreamt of a formula, a "spell" with which they could awaken, but in a different state, in something called a "form"

this spell was sealed with a kiss

SALT
LAST

PALM
LAMP

Hillary Clinton woke up with a start, peeling the sleep mask from her eyes

She had dreamt that she was Cthulhu again, something the press would have a field day with if she ever mentioned this in an email or to her therapist

If there was one thing almost every president has been accused of , it was of being the antichrist

She looked in the mirror and asked herself, just who is this antichrist anyway?

It was time for her morning ritual which was enjoying her favorite cup of coffee followed by reading the headlines and feeding her two fish

She glanced at the newspaper on her table and noticed the strange headline
"Is Donald Trumps hair piece really an egregore?"

This deeply troubled her and made her question on if she had really woken up from her dream or not yet

Perhaps it was time for that coffee..

Starting to feel more herself she went over to the large fish tank she kept in her bedroom

She saw her clownfish sleeping in the loving pink and red tinged arms of a sea anemone and her little goldfish sleeping alone in a sunken ship miniature

She tapped the tank and added some fish food to the water

The clownfish was named Proud American, and the goldfish Proud Warrior

Or PA and P.W. For short

All parallel universe possibilities will be explored

Leviathan was alone in quiet contemplation finding its thoughts drifting to the topic of love again

How would it know if it did find love? And if it did find it how would it know if it was true?

Leviathan believed they knew a few truths

Mostly about the inner workings of chaos theory, or the actuality of concepts like it being a dog eat dog world or survival of the fittest

It often wondered if there were really such a place as "Paradise"

Now it knew that there was a possibility that it might have a counterpart or companion out there

There was a catch though

Leviathan was bound to the sea, and this Behemoth being was apparently bound to the land

Leviathan had read that "opposites attract" and wanted more than anything to find this Behemoth no matter what it took

It summoned its brightest and most respected scholar to its quarters and ordered it to begin sketching out a master plan of how leviathan could cross the threshold

The scholar was very nervous, and let leviathan know that in its research it found out something that might change everything

"Well you see, there's apparently a very powerful group out there who call themselves The Righteous and well, to put it bluntly, they want to find you and then
eat you"

The goldfish had never really thought of itself as rebellious. Pondering the concept, it found it liked the idea.

For too long had it been treated like a cute little creature that the other sea animals loved to dote on. The goldfish felt like it must have a destiny greater than the simple life it was accustomed to. A life full of comfort was nice, but it really served no purpose.

Being rebellious meant being independent. It meant answering to no one, and living solely on the whims of it's tiny fish heart.

The goldfish could feel it beat stronger as it decided right then and there, that it was indeed rebellious. And that it would stop at nothing to find the path with purpose it knew it was destined to take.

---

The clownfish could see the smile and determination on the goldfish's face. The clownfish was not sure what to think of that.

The Hammerhead loved it.

Awesome!

Out in a messy basement in middle America Some Guy blinked his eyes awake through the marijuana smoke filled haze

He had been dreaming he was a presidential candidate again

He believed he could do a better job than any president but never admitted this to anyone

His dog, Sharky, hopped up on the bed and began licking the Cheetos crumbs off Some Guys fingers

Sharky would often show up in his dreams as well, in fact Some Guy often wondered if pets could read their owners minds

This was also a thought he never shared with anyone

He almost fell over a hammer that was laying on the floor, picked it up and stared at the clock

It was almost time for work!

He was a carpenter

The goldfish woke up from a confusing dream in which it was longing for its long lost love

Pfft that will never be me, it thought

In fact I don't even need this clownfish who keeps making me do ridiculous things..*I'm* not the clown in this scenario!

The goldfish thanked the clownfish for its help but said it was time to part ways

The clownfish was absolutely not ok with this

It had so much guidance to impart and perils to protect the goldfish from and gratitude from the goldfish to bask in

The clownfish swam desperately after the goldfish yelling wait

..I need you

Time for a brief intermission!

The young girl swayed gently on a homemade swing crafted just for her years ago. She was not tuned into the present as she frolicked around in a made up world inside her mind.

Her blond curls kept bothering her face as the wind started to pick up. She came back to reality, and noticed the dark clouds approaching from the distance.

This was annoying to her, because she did not feel like leaving her day dreams. But the responsible thing to do was to go tell her parents of the coming storm.

By the time she got home there was no need for the warning. The clouds had rolled in much more quickly then she had expected, and she was already soaked by the time she stomped inside her cottage home.

"YOU ARE GETTING WATER EVERYWHERE!" shouted her mother, who somehow in an instant was looming over the girl. Her mother was extremely large and tall, so this was always particularly intimidating.

"I am sorry mother" whispered the child.

"Go change your clothing NOW! And then tell your brother it is time for his supper."

The girl walked away, hiding her irritation flawlessly, like she always did. She hated her family. She seems to remember loving them once. But that was a long time ago at a time when they seemed to love her back.

Her brother was in his bedroom sucking on a honeycomb.

"You better not let mother see you eating that, or she will be upset you are spoiling your dinner."

He replied "You know she never gets mad at me. Plus if she did I would somehow think of a way to blame it on you. That always works."

The girl knew that was true.

"Well whatever, dinner is ready" she said as she left the presence of his smugness.

After changing her clothing, the girl went into the kitchen and could not believe the feast in front of her eyes. Her brother was already furiously clawing into the meal.

"Your father killed a deer today. And I found a new hive to take honey from, and I added it to some cornmeal to make some sweet cornbread muffins."

For a brief few seconds the girl had an enormous flash of hope that her mother was telling her this because tonight she would be able to join in with them on the meal.

"Your porridge is over in the corner. I added some honey in it, so be grateful."

All elation in the girl deflated. She tried to hide her tears as she said "thank you mother" and went to her medium-cushy chair and ate her lukewarm porridge.

There once was a time that the girl loved porridge. But when you are forced to eat the same thing everyday, of course you grow to hate it.

Her mother was always telling her that she should appreciate it, because it was that meal that brought her to them in the first place. She did not remember how she met them, but however the story went, it made her hate the porridge more.

She despised her family. They were rude, stingy, ungrateful, and not to mention huge, furry, and looked nothing like her.

She stirred the porridge listlessly, and found her thoughts drifting away from the pain and back into her made up dream world where she was in love with a dragon and her destiny was to--

"GOLDILOCKS!!! Eat your food!!!"

DARK! The Brothers Grimm would love you

A sea anemone drifted in and out of the dream world, nuzzling the clownfish which she dearly loved

The Lady had never named the sea anemone, assuming that it lacked enough sentience to be worthy of a name

She couldn't have been further from the truth though

Despite lacking a brain, the sea anemone had a huge heart and bravery and everything else that anyone off to see The Wizard could hope for

Sea anemones have a very well developed nervous system and are actually immortal

The sea anemone often thought about things like the power of names, and poppy fields, and unbirthdays

But when the clownfish came to lay in her arms all thoughts suddenly felt meaningless and she would feel love and completion move through every tentacle

P.W. Called the clownfish PA. The sea anemone never asked what it stood for, but assumed it must be something important sounding like

Pristine Architect
Or Primeval Alien
Or Perfect Alchemy
Or ..?

Some Guy returned home after a day of remodeling

Sharky came wagging, eager for his return and carrying a newspaper in its mouth

Some Guy was tired of the doomy headlines everyday
They made him want to leave it all behind and live the simple life of a fisherman somewhere quiet and peaceful

He heard a knock from above
It was Halloween

He put a small halo and cute angel wings on Sharky, apologizing that it was only for tonight

He donned his costume, the Joker

He peered out the window to the front porch where he saw a sad looking girl in a Goldilocks costume with some adults in bear costumes

He squinted, those bears looked way too realistic

No matter, he had a surprise in store for his first visitors for the night

..and he was all out of treats

The grumpy bears lurched behind Goldilocks, pushing her faster down the sidewalk in front of them

Halloween was a big night for them, and one of the reasons they kept this human girl around

They were able to walk freely, disguised in the shadows and made her do all the work

She scored them bags and bags of candy and if she was good and didn't complain about her tired feet they would let her keep a few healthy snacks like an apple

This was the one time shed get anything other than porridge and she enjoyed seeing all the strange characters around her, though she was forbidden to talk to anyone aside from 2 magic words she was taught to say at opened doors

They came to their final house of the evening

It had odd signs out front like "abandon all hope ye who enter"
And
"Never mind the dog beware of the owner"

Goldilocks had a plan in mind though, no more was she going to obediently follow the Bears orders

The time had come to rebel!

This piece certainly fits into the puzzle!