So I had this dream...

   I had a dream, some would have called it a nightmare, but I don't. I just call it beauty.
   So in this dream, I was sitting in partial darkness in a field of white grass that felt like velvet. It was completely and utterly and eerily silent. No breeze, but the air was crisp and chill. No stars- only the moons. Two beautiful moons hung in perfect symmetry in the pitch black sky. Hang nail moons, both of their arches were facing each other. It almost felt like they were looking into each others souls, just as I was looking up at them. All around me there were long skinny bone white trees, swaying in the non-existent breeze, they must have been dancing to some unheard melody that drifted in from lands thereoff on tides of -be it love or be it hate, those trees danced all the same.
   Everything was so either black or white and I wondered which one I was. I looked down to see myself- and what I saw made me smile with radiance and I felt warm in my heart.
   I was a multicolored Zebra. My favorite animal, but with every color of the rainbow. I felt such wonderful pride to not just be black or white and that I could be my own colors and wear them with joy and confidence. I was free from the cadges society calls normal and I was simply and wonderfully my unique self.- and loving it.
   But then to my dismay I was grasped by the frigged arms of the trees and tossed within a cadge of steel and scrap metal. I cowered in the corner as the trees laughed and cackled at my colors. I began to cry. I cried "Why?" I looked out at the chuckeling trees and cried "Why must you taunt me so, with your boring compositful selves? You are nothing but what the others want you to be, and I have done no crime but be who I want to be. Free me, and my spirit, for we have done no harm. Free me I say!"
   The trees did nothing of the sort but laughed even louder. Tears all colors of the rainbow fell down my cheeks. My eye lashes were stained with the purple tears and I sat down defeated in my fight for artistic freedom. I felt the eyes of the moons on me and when I looked up, I smiled.
   Everything faded away, the horrid laughing trees, the black and white world around me, because from inside my cadge, looking up, the moons were that of all the shades blinking all the colors- drowning that world in every color known to man, and a couple known to Zebra, in that moment, as the rainbow moon light fell over those who had tried to triumph over me, I knew I had won.