A tragedy not fully realized by Harold has awoke latent abilities within him, it is also that which shattered his world.
Psychic
A formidable psychic, Harold could literally shatter minds. Not that he knows he is capable of this. Currently he can send people into a dream like state, or pull them into a dream. This does include putting them to sleep or waking them up (energizing) them He can also share emotions and influence others general demeanor when he tries. His mind is highly shielded from psychic onslaught and invasion.]
Physical
Eryaog can block damage directed towards Harold, and he is fast enough to move them away from physical damage. Likewise, when mounted on Eryaog, Harold can dream fabricate a lance, sword and shield. All of which he is proficient with, having been taking lessons from the Emerald Knights in Oyster World as he wants to join them when he grows up.
Dream Friend
Eyraog is a seven foot tall walking carpet of soft fur. With a red mangy tuft atop his head, from which unfurls two curly horns, he has big yellow eyes that illuminate the dark. His back has long turquoise fur, that culminates in a thick tail that he drags behind him, there is a club like bulb at the end of it he could use as a club if he wanted to. His belly and thighs are a scarlet purple color of sorts, with a plate of a knee covered by grey hide. There are large clawed hands and feet, and he walks with a stoop as if too big and ducking under something He can leap incredible distances, up to 20 yards standing, and up to 100 with a run, vertical he can get up to 50 yards with a run as well. He can climb walls easily, digging in with claws if needed on sheer surfaces. He is rather strong, able to lift upwards of half a ton. And incredibly fast, he runs up to 100 mph.
Dream Fabricate
Harold can pull ideas and things from dreams. He can make most simple tools and constructs, as long as he has seen it in a dream. He cannot make complex mechanisms or moving machines. He can produce fire, make simple foods, clothing even. Simple utility things. A desk to study, an umbrella in the rain, a flashlight in the dark. They are all given the skew as if from Oyster World itself. This may improve as he practices his dream craft (pyschic ability) to complex machines and evolved life forms and AI computers.
Dream Walk
This is a teleportation ability to cross dimensions. It is at present limited to pocket dimensions created by or influencing dream states. He can enter his own dream world and take along up to three people with him as needed, or he could enter the dream world of another and bring along two people as well. Whether this is the actual dream of the individual or his psychic ability finding a close proximity is anyone's guess. This can be more powerful to become actual dimensional travel, if trained and practiced enough, and if Harold ever accepts his abilities come from his own mind or not.
Share Emotion
He can share surface emotions with others, up to a small group. They include feelings such as happy, sad, joy, etc. This simply makes people feel a step closer to that emotion. If unwanted, this sharing, it goes to his psychic attack and it intruding on them. He can only at present share good thoughts and feelings, some mild bad ones like sadness and being down. He cannot yet make others angry or rage or blissfully unaware.
The first five years of Harold's life would read as normal, if in a book. This is close enough to a book, so we will write it this way. We had parents, Alice and George Wynfield. We had a home, a nice big home with so many rooms the parents didn't use that we could run free and never be found. This was the world of an oyster, we lived in it, Harold and I. No one could hurt us, we were protected. But then George shattered the mirror. Harold doesn't realize the full extent of this, but George slept with another woman. Alice was devastated, she took her life. He thinks she still lives.
George couldn't protect him, I could. And I did. He thinks his mother visits family often, all the time. But when she first left, the nightmares came, the bad men in dreams came to pull him down into the mire of oblivion. I saved him, I protect Harold. I am Eyraog. We fought the nightmares away and made the oyster world safe. This would change again when Harold was nine.
This was Junior High, there were bullies. George wouldn't protect Harold, save him, change schools, talk to the teachers, teach Harold how to protect himself. This is when Harold brought me to his world. I stepped from dreams of the oyster into Falk Middle School and protected him. The all simply thought he saved himself, and that his talk of me was like an imaginary friend. George could be bothered enough to remember when Harold and I ran the big house we lived in, my name then. His imaginary friend he would call me. They all would. Until Falk High.
This is when I became visible. A particularly mean kid had Harold cornered in the locker room our freshman year. I took care of him, I protected Harold. They knew I was real, but no one wanted that in their sleeply little town in Kansas. I was hushed up. Trouble stopped at school that year. We decided we helped ourselves, we could help others though. Our sophomore year, we went out, we found men who did not like women, we helped those women. That's when she came, a sweet Badger, who was tougher than even me. She said we would go to school at a place for people like us. We agreed. George did too, to get Harold out of his hair, move his mistress of the month in.