Morty Stories

Hazy Dreams

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Fog had filled the air and made it immensely difficult to see. The blonde stumbled through it all, the grey black abyss of unseeable air. His feet pulled him in the directions in which they had wanted him to go, his mind not knowing where he was taking himself.
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In the distance was a soft glow. It was so beautiful, so, brilliant. It was like it tugged at his heart and eyes, beckoning him closer. Calling his name.
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There within the glowing haze was a creature he knew all too well. As he approached it, he noticed that it was emanating strange vibes. As his vision cleared up and the distance was soon cut to a minimum he had saw what was bothering this beast. Well, not what was bothering it, more like how it was feeling.
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It's eyes held water within them. It shimmered greatly as it poured from the corner of its eyes. The blonde pressed his forehead to this magnificent beast's own head, as a sign of comfort. Tears began rushing from his own eyes as he did this. He could feel it's pain. It was connecting to him. Why ? He did not know...
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As he pulled away from it, he opened his eyes to see it no longer was in front of him. The room wasn't even hazy anymore. All that was before him was the blackness of his own bedroom. His hand reached up to touch his cheek. There on his porcelain skin he felt the water that had been pouring out from his orbs.
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"It felt so real...," he mumbled to himself lightly, shaking his head. He didn't quite know what was going on with himself, but he had to shake it off.
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"It's just a dream..."
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He laid his body back down into the mattress and miasma of pillows behind him. His hands brought the soft, dark fabric up to his body for warmth. Nuzzling his face into the pillow beside him, he dozed off into slumber.
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