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Seeing One Last Time

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Where am I? I can feel the blinding light piercing through my eyelids. I can feel how hot the sun is. I can feel some grass on my cheeks, it's rough and uncomfortable but I don't mind. 

I see. This is a very realistic dream. I've had many of those recently. Should I open my eyes, I know exactly what I will see. There will be a forest and a white wolf. The same white wolf that took my vision away. 

Every dream is the same. Is it a nightmare? Is it a good dream? I'm not even sure what it is myself. Every single time is the same. I get my sight for a fleeting instant before the wolf steals it away once more.

But there is one issue. It is something that terrifies me to no end. Not the wolf, the dream. With every subsequent repetition of the dream, it loses details. It becomes a little bit vaguer. 

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