Wet dream (Part 1)
Later that night, Leon would find himself in a very distinct dream.
In this dream, he was doing the training he used to do when he was an athlete. The one he was doing now was pulling several tires across the beach for hours on end.
Even if it was getting tiring, he trudged through, knowing it was needed in his personal and career growth. Besides, he was usually refreshed the whole day after it, so he was very willing to do the exercise every day.
He didn't know his mind was dazed at this time. He didn't even remember that he was no longer an athlete.
Anyway, Leon ran hundred and hundreds of meters in peace, his mind just blank as he did the exercise.
However, at some point, his feet abruptly stopped, noticing something unusual in the otherwise clear and pristine coastline.
There was a new silhouette, a relatively large one which looked like something splayed on the floor, slowly touched by the waves.