Interlude : Remembrance
He was always back in that car on that blustery day.
Looking out the windows and watching the fields and trees bend, listening to the shrill howling as the sky grew dark and full.
His parents' voices were vague, growing ever-softer each time the scene repeated. Felix wondered how time had warped them, if he could still remember anything close to what they had sounded like, or if everything was a rough approximation. He wished he could pester his father in the driver's seat. Tell him to turn around. Pull over. Anything.
Then, it started to rain. As always.
The wind's shrill soprano met the pounding percussion of raindrops, falling in sheets, making everything blurry and dull. It was too much. Felix covered his ears and began to shake.
In the one moment of comfort in this spiraling scene, his mother looked back from the passenger seat, all coiffed blonde hair and rosy smiles. Her voice was gentle and her blue eyes were as clear to him as if she was really there. Felix reached out to her, tried to grasp her hand, to pull her closer. It didn't work, it never did.
His pleas fell on deaf ears, and her distant reassurances were lost to the screeching brakes and the blaring horn, to his father's frantic cursing and his own terrified scream as the world flipped over and shattered.
"Mom… Dad... "
Felix jolted awake with wet hair plastered to his forehead, shivering with cold sweat.
That dream again. Could he ever escape it?
A/N: It's short, it's angsty and that's all there is to say about this.
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-cedalodon