This Morning

Time shifted as he crossed the oceans sand, the cold air nipping at his face. For once, he didn’t seem to mind. He was in a dream-like state, though sleep was something he could not grasp. The night sky faded into dawn; the sunrise painting day anew. His fingers brushed against his lips, his eyes closed to set himself back to that moment despite the morning light. He was committing this new feeling to memory.

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