Music Recommendation: Hold on- Myuu
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Sweat trickled down from Louise's forehead as she dreamt behind her closed eyelids. It was the time when she had been standing next to her father, who was sick, who breathed in great difficulty and coughed blood because of the damage the consumption had done to his lungs. She sat next to her father's bed, holding his hand that had turned cold as his body trembled before his breathing stopped and his little hold on her small hand loosened.
She felt something wet and warm in her hand. Bringing her hand in front of her face, she saw her palm covered with blood.
When a loud thunderstruck in the sky, it broke Louise's dream as well as her sleep, and a flash of lighting tried to pass through the curtains of her windows. It was soon followed by a rumble of thunder, the sound causing vibrations on the windows and the objects in the house while waking her up from her sleep.
