She said, I’m going to miss you when I wake up.
Don’t wake up, he answered.
But he did.
Kestrel, beside him on the grass, said, “Did I wake you? I didn’t mean to.”
It took him a velvety moment to understand that this was real. The air was quiet. An insect beat its clear wings. She brushed hair from his brow. Now he was very awake.
if f(x) or winner disbands, my soul and life force will also disband, killing me instantly