THE HYMN OF SORROW
GO BACK. THIS WAS RINGING IN MY EARS WHEN I WOKE UP, COVERED IN SWEAT. I WAS STRUGGLING FOR AIR...I DON’T KNOW WHY...BUT THERE SEEM TO BE SOME PRESSURE IN THE ATMOSPHERE THAT WAS MAKING IT HARD TO BREATHE. MY THROAT WAS AS DRY AS A DECADE OLD WELL. I LOOKED AT THE CLOCK. 2AM. WHAT A SHITTY TIME TO WAKE UP. I HAVE TO WAKE UP EARLY IN MORNING. I TRIED TO SLEEP BACK BUT FAILED. LETTING OUT A DEEP SIGH...I GOT UP FROM THE BED AND POURED MYSELF A GLASS OF WATER. PUTTING THE GLASS BACK ON THE TABLE I NOTICED THE LIGHT IN MY ROOM. I FOLLOWED THE FRINGES. IT WAS MOONLIGHT. I RAISED MY HAND TO FEEL THE LIGHT. BUT CAN WE REALLY FEEL THAT. I LOOKED AT THE WINDOW. THE MOONLIGHT WAS COMING THROUGH THE CURTAINS. IT WAS DIM. BUT AT THE SAME TIME IT WAS HAVING A STRANGE FEELING. I MOVED TOWARD THE W
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