Write a Book in a Day 2017

of the hellish place I was in. My body strained as I tried to follow it, tried to break out of this somehow. With my last ounce of power, I stretched again and arched, reaching, reaching, clawing and struggling and-

I broke through, stepped out of the blur, my eyes fluttered open. Revealed to me, through a film of sleep and deliriousness Emeralds hunched form, my ears heavy and blocked, as if I was underwater strained to hear her muffed words. “I’m sorry… you shouldn’t have seen” my head pounded again, another wave of sleep washing over me, as I fought to hear the last clips of her voice.

“you won’t remember… I will…. I’m sorry.”

“Sleep.” The last word was whispered as my failing ears gave up. I slumped down into the corner, my weary eyes giving in. Just before I slipped back into the whirling galaxy, I felt a cool hand brushing my forehead. My senses tingled as I whirled back into the spinning world.

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