Shae
"Wait..." Shae tried to speak out, but her voice got lost in the dusty sandstorm. Winds whipped around her, the grey color spectrum seemed to mess with her eyes. Shadows flickered this way and that as she tried to make out the figure standing out in the distance.
"Another time, Shaela." The figure's voice rumbled through her head, breaking all mental barriers Shaela had ever put up. The entity seemed to float further and further. Shaela picked up her feet, but felt as if she were moving through jello...
"Please..." A whisper caught in her throat as she choked on her own words. Beads of sweat ran down her face, her hand reaching out, as if it would help her get closer.
"Another time."
A great tornado of sand whipped in front of her face and she cringed, blinded by the sands pelting force. The whole world went black...
Gasping for air and flying up in bed, Shaela's eyes adjusted to her familiar room. Sunlight spilled through the white, wispy curtains as she took in deep breaths in through her nose and out through her mouth.
"What a nightmare..." She muttered, flopping back onto her pillows, a whooshing sound following her as she sunk into the comfort of her bed.
Shae dared not close her eyes again, so she laid there, staring at her ceiling; the anxiety of the dream still chilled her bones.
A disgruntled meow comes from the side of the bed as her cat, Azura, stretched from her slumber. Shae reached over, her hand gently resting on Azura's head and she gives her ear a good scratching. Azura's eyes flickered over to Shae as she playfully pawed at Shae's hand, attempting to nibble at it.
"How'd you sleep?" She asked, their eyes meeting for a moment. Azura's eyes rolled, with a large sigh, as she flopped onto her side.
Sighing, the medium rubs the cat's belly, "Yeah... Me too...."
Turning over to her side, Shae ran her hand through her dark hair and grabbed the journal that sat upon her bedside table. Opening it up to a fresh page, she grabbed a pen and began to write down the synopsis of her dream. The medium thought it was interesting to look at patterns in her dreams, and often put a lot of effort into interpreting them so she would have a better understanding of herself.
As Shae jotted down main points in her dream, her other cat came and flopped over her journal.
"Addy..." Shae gently scolded, attempting to push the cat off with struggle.
"My god, you're getting fat..." She grunted towards the cat and Adalynne's eyes widened, as if offended.
"Well if you didn't eat so much this wouldn't be a problem!" Shae exclaimed, and Adalynne gave her a blank stare.
Picking Adalynne up, Shae plopped her on the bed and pulled off the covers. Her feet were greeted by the cool wood floor and she shuffled over to her dresser.
After throwing on a pair of pants and a knitted sweater she had made, Shaela made her way downstairs.
It was time for a cup of tea.