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It was happening again… a dream. Just like the time he fell asleep beside Ava but now he laid on her lap he suddenly felt the impulse to close his eyes and before he knew it he had gone into the realms of sleep and all communications with the real world gone.
It was stronger this time, almost like it wasn't sleep that took him but something powerful enough to pull his consciousness into another body.
The body of a baby, pulling a silver strand and holding it tightly with tiny hands. He was carried in the arms of warmth but once again he couldn't see her face, just her lips with a sad smile. He wanted to hold her face, run his lips through her delicate skin and seek closure.
What stopped him in his tracks was the tears that slid down her cheeks that caught his attention, he suddenly could feel her pain, a strong pristine pain that was able to measure his little heart too.
