Memories (Muriel x Reader)

Memories || Clouds

As I sleep, I feel myself come into a scape where the sky is bright blue and purple, and the stars dance across fierce and bright. I blink a couple times to make sure my eyes aren't playing tricks on me, and this only cuase them to shine brighter. 

Im in awe of my surroundings, and I look around some more to noitce I'm standing on a solid cloud, that stretches on as far as the eye can see. My curiosity peaks me, and I begin walking to where it looks like part extends over a hill, and once I reach the top I see white hair starting to peak out over its top. Once im standing completely on top of the hill, I realize it is who I'm looking at.

"Asra?!" I say out loud, the first time I've said anything in this domain, and it makes me grab my throat. Its like I wasnt meant to say anything here, since there's no echos, no natural sound, no wind. It's like life was never meant to be here.

He turns around, his long hat exposing his face and shocked expression.

"Y/N!" He walks over to me as I meet my way to him. "This will be the last time you meet me here like this.." 

I look back at him confused.. 

"Master what do you mean ? I think Im dreaming..at least this is what it feels like..." I look down and take a moment to reflect with myself. 

I think Im dreaming ?! It definitely feels like I am and Im pretty sure I remember falling asleep not that long ago..or.....do I?

I look back to Asra who furiously reading through a book. 

"Master what is this place?" I ask again.

He meets my gaze again, mouthing something reapeadtedly, with pure white eyes, and holding up the palm of his hand. Holding the other book with his hand, the pages flip rapidly and the book shuts suddenly. 

Asra's palm beams a bright light jolting me awake in real life.

I quickly sit up out of bed, clutching my blankets and gasping for air.

I feel my heart throbbing out of my chest, and missing a beat before lulling back into rythm. 

What the shit was that ?! I ask myself, looking around my very decorated room.

I lay back down for a second, thinking out what the hell just happened.

My room is Asra's shop is extremely decorated, too much so it gives everyone but me sensory overload. 

With thin cloths of colorful fabric hanging from the roof, they omit a hue of color the lightens up the room with morning- well afternoon air.

I throw my heavy blankets off me, (keeping one) and dawdling over to my desk. I push aside numerous books and spell scrolls, and make spcae for my dream journal.

I jot down what I saw in my last dream In hopes to return to the same place again, and amybe have a different outcome. I quickly glance back at my other dream entires, and they really all fall along the same calliber.

Sky, ooo pretty, clouds, curiosity peaked, walking around a bit and finding ???Asra???, confusion, eyes, hand spell, awake.

It happens every night I dream. Some nights I dont dream, but when I do, you know im being woken up by a beam of light coming out of Asra's hand. I don't know what it means, but i've spent so long trying to figure out what it means that it's really stopped meaning anything to me.

But this is the first time he's ever said anything to me in a dream before.