Selene
Making my way upstairs to my western wing bedroom suite, I have the thought that we are not a typical household. Most women my age have long ago left and planted themselves in a home or apartment of their own, many of which are even married and have families. I was one of those women, about ten years ago, but a few years passed and I never felt at home anywhere I went. I always was drawn back here, back to this town, and mother said she felt most comfortable with her daughters under her roof. Not to mention my horrible experience of a ‘relationship’ that could have gone differently had I not been living by myself. Asteria and I agreed that we would move in here, on the terms of the three of us sharing the home as equals. We pay our share of costs, split duties around the home and property, and take care of each other in general. In simple terms, we are all three very tightly knit.
Entering my bedroom, I cross over to my closet and select matching light, airy shorts and tank top and head into my full bathroom to shower then relax for the night. Pulling the curtains wide over my balcony door, I gaze momentarily at the clear, waning moon shining through the glass.
Shuffling over and laying in bed, I can’t help but replay again the feelings I felt when looking into that mysterious man’s eyes. He was captivating, kind, charming, and just as delicious as dessert was earlier. Who buys that much meat, though? Maybe he was hosting a large cookout or something. I’d like to see him again, even just once. I want to thank him for his help, I wonder as I yawn.
Rolling over and yanking my covers over my head, I slowly fade into a restless sleep.
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Racing through the forest, I weave around trees and under branches, feeling as free and light as the wind. A soft glow emanates around me, illuminating my invisible path. The tiny hairs at the nape of my neck send a shiver down my spine, though not from fear. Pure joy and warmth radiate within me, feeling the chase coming to an end. Breaking through the tree line, I dash across lush, tall grass dancing in the midnight winds. Spinning around, I prowl slowly back the way I came, crouching low to the ground. Raising my head above the soft blades, I find two glowing amber orbs piercing into my soul, beckoning me to follow into the depths of the woods. Stepping forward-
I bump into a solid object and my hands fly out into thin air. As my eyes tear open, I distressingly find myself at the edge of my balcony, reaching out over the railing. I instinctively throw myself backward and trip over my own feet, plopping painfully onto my ass. With my legs sprawled out in front of me, I sit there staring at the lightening sky, completely bewildered and disoriented. What the hell? Why am I out here, at dawn? I wonder as I rub my forehead.
Feeling the chill of early morning without the sunlight for warmth, I push myself to my feet, wrap my arms around my torso and quickly shut the door in my bedroom. I slowly sit down at the edge of my bed, unsure of how I ended up on my balcony in my sleep and what that dream was or even meant. Maybe I should ask Ria, she has a profound knowledge on the dream realm and interpretations, I consider as I stare at the glass doors.
Nodding to myself, I decide to get dressed for the day in an over-sized light gray hoodie and comfy black leggings, haphazardly brushing my hair and twisting it up into a large black claw clip. Leaving my room, I head downstairs and decide to share my dream and odd sleepwalking with Ria later this morning on our ride to the market.