“Who are you?” My tone was wary as I tried to understand who was talking to me. What did it matter anyway? It was just a dream, after all.
The shimmer in front of me was so intense it outshone even the light of the moon. In an attempt to better analyze the figure, I tried to uncover my eyes, but I immediately regretted it. I’m pretty sure I would have gone blind if any of this was real.
“I suppose I shouldn’t expect you to recognize me, especially not in this form.” I could swear it was the light talking to me. And its voice was so familiar, yet I couldn’t quite figure out why. Was this one of those crazy dreams where nothing made sense? I probably ate too much before going to bed. “Let me show you what I truly look like. Or what I would have looked like, if I had been born.”
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