Fading

I walk past the stream, and my eyes glance at the ripples in the water. I notice my dream behind me. I turn, and stare into my dreams eyes. It materializes beside me.

It is a girl today. She has pretty grey colored eyes.
I try to look into her cloudy grey eyes, but they slowly start to turn darker. They become black. I can see her weakening.She turns pale, and her posture droops. Her cheeks hollow out, and she starts to look malnourished.
She flickers.
I hear a dry metallic voice thunder in my head. "Your dream is fading. You have 10 days to save it."

"10."

I taste cold metallic blood in my mouth as I turn away from my disappearing dream.

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In a world where your soul is split into half. Where you are meant to pour your hopes and passions into this materialistic being. Where neither you, nor your being can survive alone. Where this being is called your Dream.

What happens to a boy that has never hoped in his life? That has never been passionate for anything? What happens when he is given a deadline - literally.

Will he Dream? Or. Will he Die?