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Everything seems a little bit sharper than it has been in the past, as if my mind is trying to tell me that this isn’tjusta dream, it’s some kind of manifestation of my magic.
I guess that’s something I’ve known for a while, but I’ve been trying not to think about it too much because I don’t know precisely what it means.
The figure appears in front of me, dunking the white dress into the river. Red streaks run into the water, making it seem as if she’s washing away a bloodstain from them.
What does it all mean? If itislinked to my magic, then I’m a little worried about what precisely that means I can do.
The woman turns to me, though to my surprise, I can see that she’snota mirror image of me this time, though there are similarities. She opens her mouth, a scream ripping free and shocking me out of the dream.
My eyes snap open and I find myself looking up into the darkness of the dorm room. I clutch at my throat, but there’s nothing there, probably because I wasn’t the one screaming this time. Despite that, I can still feel myself drenched in sweat and the echo of the dream is still living within me.
I roll over and grab my phone, groaning when I see it’s already past midnight. A chat notification catches my attention, and I click on it, finding myself in my chat with Cethin.
He’s attached a photo of the bench we sat on when he found me sleepwalking, the time stamp from half an hour ago.
I send back.
My heart swells at the fact he’s already figured that out. It’s nice to have an immediate distraction from everything going around my head.
I take a deep breath. I’ve only told him bits and pieces of what happens in my dreams before, but maybe it’s time I tell him more. I start typing out a message before realising that there’s just too much for that.
I throw off the bed covers and pull on some clothes, already feeling relief at the decision to finally properly talk to someone about this.
I leave the room as quietly as possible, not wanting to wake Nati or my other roommates. I don’t think any of them would turn me into the academy staff, but it’s better to be safe rather than sorry. People can be grumpy when they’re woken up earlier than they should be.
I hurry down the stairs, making good time to the courtyard. My heart skips a beat when I notice Cethin sitting on the bench and I hurry over.
He looks up from his book and a wide smile spreads over his face, though it does nothing to hide the worry lingering there.
I pause, realising I don’t know whether I’m supposed to kiss him hello or not. This is still sort of new and it’s not like we’ve had an in-depth conversation about it.
He rises to his feet and pulls me to him, and the moment he leans in, I realise I have the answer to my question. My eyes flutter closed as his lips brush against mine in a surprisingly sweet kiss.
“Talk to me,” he murmurs without pulling away very far.
I nod, and gesture for us to sit down on the bench. I rub my left thumb until he reaches out and takes my hand in his.
I take a deep breath. “Okay, so I’ve been having the dreams since I turned twenty-one.”
“You said. I assume that’s some kind of milestone for whatever you are,” Cethin says.
I frown. “I hadn’t considered that, but I guess it makes sense. There’s always some mist, and there are wails in the air. There’s a woman at the river washing clothes. Normally, I think the woman is me, and that’s when I wake up screaming.” I touch my throat, still able to feel the echo of all the dream-screams.
“Screaming?” he echoes.
I nod. “No one else seems to be able to hear it. Or none of my roommates seem able to, they’re always asleep when I wake up. Today was a bit different, I didn’t think the woman was me this time, and it was almost as if she was trying to tell me something. But thenshescreamed and I woke up. That hasn’t happened before.”
“What about when you were sleepwalking? That didn’t seem like you were screaming.”
I frown. “No, it didn’t. I was wandering around in the mist when I fell. I didn’t get as far into the dream as normal. Though maybe that’s not true. Maybe I dream about that all the time and just don’t notice. Or maybe it’s an escalation. I don’t know.”
“But you think the answers are in your dreams?”
