He shivered at the breeze. Even so, he felt hot, anxious even. He remembered the man’s touch, when he slipped his fingers underneath his clothes, and how comforting it was, for the man to warm him up despite the upcoming storm. For Luke to simply relish in someone else’s touch, though the world he trapped himself in was cold to the touch. It was, at the moment, the first time he felt human. In a really, really long while.
However, just before he drifted off, he felt something envelop him in the dark. It was familiar, and though he heard a voice, Luke couldn’t place where. Something light touched his forehead, but just as he was about to see who it was, he fell asleep.
The next morning, that presence was gone. Luke was left staring at the empty, a quiet heartbreak resting within his chest. A tear slip out from his eyes, but nevertheless, he stood. No matter what, he had to keep going.
And so he did.
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Laurel Black is a writer who enjoys eating, sleeping, and dreaming of nothing in particular. She finds inspirations in various video games and movies, as well as other books. You can learn more about her on her blog, https://thetragedyoflaurelblack.wordpress.com.
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