Wings & Dreams

Not Wanting to Sleep

So that time, real?!

"Clar." I didn't realize I was daydreaming since. I blinked and realized when I saw Zeyn in front of me. He looked at me worriedly, then sat across from me.

"Don't think too much."

"But what if it's true?" I'm lirih. "What if I'm the killer?!"

"Do you remember what you did in your dream?"

I tried to twist my brain. Like adhesive glue that is getting longer not sticky, just wait a while before my memory really fades.

"You forgot it completely, huh?"

"It doesn't seem like it" I replied somewhat doubtfully. "I remember. Dain's body in front of me, then Rio who already hates me. Before long, I've woken up in the real world."

"I see," Zeyn nodded. "Rest, Clara. I'll see you later." Then he walked towards me, and kissed my forehead for a moment.

My heart aches at his behavior like that. I don't want to be left alone.

"I want company..."

Zeyn smiled, then stroked my hair. "Sleep." He then led me to my bed.

I tried to close my eyes, but the drowsiness never came. I was busy thinking about the strange events that had happened to me.

Zeyn must have thought I was asleep, so he stepped out of my room.

After the sound of the doorknob sounded, I immediately got up to sit down. There's no way I'll just fall asleep after all this happens.

I need to figure out what my dream skills are.

It was night, I thought. Do I have to sneak into Zeyn's study? There, there are many books. Maybe I can get some information.

No, no, say this good side of me. You can find out your abilities through dreams. All you have to do now is fall asleep.

Just delicious! My inner evil side. When will you continue to suffer like this?! Clara has the right to understand the meaning of her own abilities!

I sighed and shook my head, trying to clear my brain. Since I have already found Rio, it means that now I have no other purpose in life than to investigate the meaning of my abilities.

Yeph. This time my evil side won.

I tiptoed and put my ears on. When I was sure the hallway was uninhabited, I opened the doorknob and bit my lower lip as the sound of the door creaking rang out. Fortunately there was no one.

The sound of a wall clock ticking accompanied me as I walked down the hallway. Since there was no lighting, I felt the wall and squinted my eyes. I can't get caught, I thought.

I climbed the stairs, until I finally found the door to Zeyn's workplace. So far it's safe, because no one's seen me.

But if Zeyn turns out to be in his study?! I think I'm starting to panic. He might be investigating a murder case until late at night, let alone Rio already heating things up earlier.

I looked back and realized that I had come this far. It is impossible to turn around and forget all these crazy plans.

I touched the cold doorknob in my palm, then pressed it. A few seconds later, I was in the middle of the room. Fortunately, there was no one here.

Haha, you are so crazy Clara, said my good side aka my sane side. If you get caught, just be ready there will be a typhoon.

I ignored my inner voices and started scanning the bookshelves. At least I need to pick up some books that might explain everything.

"Dreams, dreams, dreams" I muttered as I continued to search for books titled dreams or the like. I started sweating, while my eyelids were getting heavier.

After a few minutes, I started giving up. Almost all books are related to Faeries. There is nothing about the dream theory. Maybe Zeyn doesn't like reading fictional books about theory.

A book fell in front of me. As I approached her, I gasped and hurriedly closed my mouth. The remembrances of dreams. Alias memories of dreams.

Shuts! It was like I heard a voice behind me. I hurriedly looked. My heart started racing. But, there's nobody.

"I must have heard it wrong." But the memory of Chrys suddenly popped into my mind.

Shit, why am I thinking about him?!

I kept walking until I finally entered my room. I had a sigh of relief because it had managed to settle in this house.

I locked the door of the room just in case anyone entered my room. Then, I looked at this pink-coated book.

Curious, I immediately opened the contents. The first page only contains photos and pictures of dream paintings that people experience. Then there is an explanation of the meaning of dreams, how to dream, and so on.

"If this is mah, I already know," I murmured softly. I deliberately turned the page quickly, starting to feel bored.

"It's 100."

I looked up and lifted my head from the book. I clearly heard that voice. It was more like the whisper of the wind than the sound of someone.

"Chrys?" Unknowingly, I whispered his name. "Is that you?"

There's no answer. I finally followed the voice and opened page 100. There, there are small paragraph writings. I had to put the book under the light of the table lamp, and started reading it.

After reading it, I began to understand. There is someone like me. Very rarely indeed, but there are those who have the ability to dream strangely like me. Some just know that they are dreaming. It's called Lucid Dream. Some people claim to be able to communicate through dreams. There also claimed the contents of his dream as a vision of the future.

There's no case like mine. More precisely, all the cases described here are my specialty. I can do everything, while these humans can only do one of them.

"What am I really?" My whisper unconsciously. Just as I was about to find out more, the sound of footsteps suddenly sounded from outside.

Shit, I swear in my heart. I hurriedly hid the book. Justright. Now the handle of my door is trying to open from the outside.

"Claras?" Zeyn's voice sounded from outside. "Are you changing clothes?"

"Y.Yes!" I looked towards the window. The sun has illuminated the world. How long have I been reading books?!