Open Role Play
Sagira woke up from her sleep once more, like she had been doing for weeks now. It was always because of the same reason too. Dreams. Not nightmares; just dreams that were upsetting and curious. Not to mention mysterious. She sighed, getting out of bed and went to the window, looking out at the night sky. She didn’t understand these dreams at all.
They differed each time but there were a couple of things that always stayed constant in the dreams. First of all, they took place in Ancient Egypt for some reason. Then there was the more disturbing concept that they always had his face in them. Why him? She barely knew him and definitely didn’t like him. He was just an arrogant, pompous, egotistical, spoiled brat. Yet in the dreams he always seemed different; kinder, more humble, and even caring. That wasn’t like him at all. Another constant part of the dreams was that she always felt connected to him, which made even less sense. Why was that?
She sighed again and ran a hand through her long white hair. This was so confusing and frustrating. Maybe a bit of fresh air would clear her mind some. She got dressed in her normal clothing and quietly made her way downstairs. Then she silently slipped out the door, hoping that she didn’t wake the others. She strolled along the sidewalk to a bench that was close by and sat down; breathing in the crisp air, which she wasn’t really used too still. Unfortunately her mind still seemed just as jumbled as before, if not more so now. She groaned slightly, leaning her head back against the bench and closing her eyes, trying her hardest to relax.