Awakening 128

My eyes flew open I wasn't the one to dream much. I prefer cold reality to any days of colorful dreaming. I had no idea why I was having these recurring dreams. It had no connection to my present. Why I keep hearing about this lady. Why my father never makes any appearance even in my dreams? My legs ache so much no matter I was sleeping or awake. I looked around for Lucien. He was there lying peacefully still unconscious. I wished I could lie down with him. With my legs and his head injury I had no hopes of surviving. But the first things first I crawled near him.