Proteus shook his head in frustration as he was sweeping up the flour. At least it was one of the smaller bags. “Thank you,” he said quietly as he continued to sweep up the mess.
He didn’t know what he could say to her. He didn’t even know how to put his dream into words. It was like a bad trip. He woke up feeling weird and his entire body hurt. He thought that he was going to wake up with those markings all over his body.
“I had a dream,” he said slightly under his breath.