A PURE HEART

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waking up, heavy breathing. shoulders shaking, the aftermath of a nightmare.

the image of a man still burns behind his eyes, he sees him so vividly in front of him. and then the train and the snow. and then the fall.

the nightmare slowly vanishes from his mind as he wakes up more and more. the man disappears. his arm makes a clinking noise when he rolls out of his bed to get himself a glass of water. he sleeps naked, not that anyone cares. it's nothing that nobody hasn't seen yet.

nightmares make him scared. they feel real, as if they actually happened to him. he just can't remember.