The light creeped over the horizon, threatening the tranquil night-time that held its presence throughout the cold night. A singular ray of light gleamed in through the window, warming my cheek.
I had just awoken, sleep clinging to my eyes for dear life and the veneer of exhaustion glossed the whites of my eyes. My pupils restricted.
I could smell the coffee in the next room, my wife must be up. I rubbed my eyes and stood up, opening the curtains and peering outside. The window was left slightly ajar, letting in the warm breeze from outside.
I got dressed into something more appropriate than my birthday suit and headed down the stairs, being careful not to fall down my ridiculously steep stairs.
I could see my wife in the kitchen; cooking some breakfast. Eggs, sunny side up.
"Good morning darling"
"Morning" she smiled back, pouring black liquid into my cup.
I noticed her hair, flowing softly behind her back; she was absolutely beautiful. She turned to me, handing me the cup.
Her eyes stared into mine, a lovely mirage of blue, I could fall for her a million times with just one glare.
Her eyes begun to turn red as a lone tear fell down her face.
"What's up darling?"
She lifted her head and looked into my eyes, wiping away the tear.
"I have to go soon"
Shocked by this, I put my arms around her waist, hugging her.
"Don't say that, what are you talking about?"
She took a deep sigh and said
"I'm not real my love"
"What? Of course you are real."
She began to shiver.
"I have to go now"
I held her hand, tightening my grip as I could feel her fade away.
I awoke, weary and restless.
'Another dream' I thought, as I got out of my cold, unforgiving bed.
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