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It’s loud…blurs of color surround me, I can faintly hear the sound of children laughing. Another voice as well, it’s deep yet gentle. I feel like I’ve heard it somewhere before. A blurred figure of burnt orange and black walks over to me, I should run, but, for some reason I don’t fear them. They are very tall, soft hands lift me high into the air and call out my name as they spin around. They hold me close and walk around, they start to clear as if a filter was being removed finally. But their, no, his face remains blurred. Things begin to shift and it seems like the bright lights have dimmed.
It’s quiet now, the only sound being a soft lullaby being sung by the man. He is seated in an area covered in blankets and pillows, fairy lights hung down from the ceiling, this all seems so…familiar… “Shooting Star, you should be asleep.” one of his hands runs through my hair another is placed on my chest, wait, he has more than two hands? “But Mr. ᒷᓵꖎ╎!¡ᒷᓭ I’m not tired.” My voice sounds different…why couldn’t I hear his name? “Shooting Star…alright. Would singing our song help you sleep?” I nodded my head. He began to sing again this time though, I softly sung along. I recognize this song, I always sing it to myself. I can't sleep if I don’t. Was he the one who used to sing it to me?
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Who's calling me?
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“Y/N!!” I shot up in bed, before I even realized I spoke I called out,
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“Eclipse!”