London, England, December 1969

The snow had started just as the sun went down. Robert wanted to get his son home before it got
too late. They had been shopping all day and both of them were tired. It took a lot of work, but
Robert was able to buy the early Christmas present without his son seeing it. .
They sat at the bus stop waiting for their ride. Robert watched his son take in the Christmas
Lights and a great sadness overtook him as he remembered that his wife was not there to share
the experience. The two of them had been through so much in the last two years. It was bad
enough that his wife, his son’s mother, disappeared under strange circumstances or that the
police thought Robert had something to do with it.
“You know what?” Robert said, rousing his son out of his fascination with the lights.
“what Dad?”
“I think this great day calls for an early Christmas present” he looked down to see the wide grin
on his son face. Robert took out a brand new 45 record of the Beatles yellow submarine / Eleanor
Rigby. The two of them and Donny’s mother saw the movie the year before and Donny loved it.
Donny’s eyes sparked as he thanked his dad over and over for the gift.
Later, as they gotten home, Donny went right to his room to play the record. As the time drew
near for bedtime, the child had played the Yellow Submarine song four times.
Robert walked into the room knowing it was going to be difficult to tell him he had to go to bed.
“Donny, its time for bed son.” Robert tried to be as serious as he could.
“But Dad...” Robert cut his son off. “No son. Off to bed” he turned the covers down and
motioned his son to bed. Donny obeyed but was clearly not happy about it.
“I’ll tell you what. I’ll play it one last time so you can listen to it while you go to sleep.” Donny
smiled and said “Thanks Dad” as he pulled the blankets over him and closed his eyes. Robert
turned off the lights and closed the door leaving it just slightly ajar since he too wanted to listen
to it one more time.
Years later, after Donny’s dad died, that 45 would be one of the very few things he had to
remember his father, and to some extent his mother, by.
As he drifted to sleep, Donny, short for Donavan, dreamed. He dreamt of going on a grand
adventure with the Beatles in the Yellow Submarine. The dream was so real that Donny felt he
was in the dream because he was. For though he was just a child, Donavan Jones was already
becoming a very powerful Dreamer without knowing it. For that night Donovan’s dreams where
not just dreams, but dreams that would one day forge one of the most powerful Dream Relics
known.