It's silent.
It's dark.
Where is he?
...
He doesn't know.
...
He doesn't need to know.
And so he closes his eyes ( where they even open?) and leans back on the harsh ground '(why is he feeling so sleepy?) and sighs.
He doesn't hear himself sigh , and something about that sends shivers down his body and his eyes jerk open.
...
It's still dark and silent , but this time it's also cold and he lets out a sneeze.
He doesn't hear himself sneeze .
His eyes wander around the darkness fervently , looking for a lightforSomethingANYTHING , and it feels like his eye balls are falling out of their sockets from the sheer concentration.
There's nothing.
Nothing but darkness.
He tries clenching his fingers , tries lifting his body up from the freezing ground but his body won't move and he feels sleepy once more. But there something , a light , that appears out in the far distance and his lips part as he wills his vocal cords to let out a cry for help .
And even though he feels his face exploding in heat , feels his throat going sore and a series of cough escaping him ,there's no sound.
It's silent.
...or maybe he's just deaf?
He hardens his jaw in concentration and tries to lift himself once more only to fail miserably .
...maybe he's also paralyzed?
But he's not blind though.
He jerks his eyes once more on the shimmering light , his only hope in the midst of this darkness and tries screaming once more.
Suddenly there's someone at his sides ; blond spiky hair and sky blue orbs .
So familiar.
"Poor thing."
The voice , deep and kind , invades his senses . His eyes triple in size , and he struggles to reach the man , his hands ever so slightly moving .
He's not deaf!
He can move !
"This isn't right. This isn't how it's supposed to be . But I guess I played a part in this, didn't I?"
He doesn't understand what the man is saying , doesn't look up to note the glowing ancient silver watch in the man's gloved hand , is too busy registering the new sensations of moving and hearing. But he know that something is going to happen.
"I"ll make it right. We"ll turn back time and make it right again."
The glow grows , overwhelming the darkness , and his eyes sting yet he's unable to look away.
"I'm sorry ." The man whispers.
And he wakes up .
His mother shows him a flyer and rambles something about a home tutor.
He wants to go back to sleep.
A/N: '-'...
Why did i write this?
Why did i post it ?
I DON'T KNOW! ...'-'...I felt bored QAQ.
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...'-' i'm still bored...
