Pure Morning

Jul 08, 2005 13:37

I'm halfway to the floor before I wake up and realize that I'm thrashing in my sleep. I can't remember what I was dreaming about, but I know it wasn't a fun dream. Groaning as last night's events come rushing back, I roll out of bed and make a dash for the bathroom, where I stand under the hot water for what seems like hours, shaking ( Read more... )

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oh_dear July 9 2005, 21:35:17 UTC
I couldn't sleep. The night was long, and full of images. Some, Buffy being strong, fighting, laughing, and then they'd change, and she'd be back upstairs in the insufferable coma.

My temples were pounding from lack of sleep, but I still smiled as Dawn came down the stairs. "Good morning Dawn." I tried to sound cheerful, but perhaps wasn't too successful.

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lockless_key July 11 2005, 00:14:52 UTC
You don't have to lie to me, Giles. I felt like that too, at first.

Of course, I don't say it, only smile a little and wave. "Morning, Giles." I can tell that neither of us slept well, each for their own reasons. "Breakfast?" I ask as I point towards the kitchen.

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