She
closed her eyes … just for a blink, but then didn’t open them – it felt so
good. It was okay, though, since it
couldn’t be possible for her to sleep on her toes. She hoped she was right, anyway. She could feel her body swaying, but now it
felt dangerous. Whenever closing her
eyes felt this good, sleep was never far behind. So were the night terrors.
(from Liandra and
the Dream Reader by Belart Wright)
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