Sleep, sleep more

There he lay in her lap, curled up in a ball. Her hands on his head sweeping through his hair, some black others grey and white. The pressure of life had squeezed the colours from his hair, but now there was hope, her caress and her warmth flowed through her hands into his soul, thawing the coldness in his heart away. She was like the bright light that catches your eye even in the glaring sunlight.

2 replies on “Sleep, sleep more”

  1. Arpitha says:

    You’re the protagonist?

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