Scrap #7

7.

Here I lie awake alone in the darkest, yet the hardest part of the night, thinking about the days I spent to create an ideal world inside my head. But when I realize that in reality the world is changing, those thoughts blur. Soon, another thought enters my mind: what if — just what if — the reality we presently live in is just a dream of a firefly, which sparks brightly one night and will soon die the next?

 

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Firefly Night by Zefirael Rain, all rights reserved

Firefly Night by Zefirael Rain, all rights reserved

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