It was a subtle morning.

Sunny hasn't awoken yet, and there were no travellers coming across the sea.

Meanwhile in your small brick home, you were lost in the land of dreams.

Not a specific dream, you didn't even know what it was about.

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You woke up lying down, staring at the sky. Looking around, you saw children. Small little shapes running around, chasing each other on a grassy terrain. One of them fell, which the others went to check up on.

It made you wish you were still a kid.

Then you noticed it went quiet. Your dream had a pause in time. The children had stopped moving,

one child had jumped in the air,

another was trying to keep their balance as they almost fell over,

one of them did fall over, face-first on the grass

And the last was still in a running stance, one hand in a fist behind them as well as the other in front. They were separated from the group...Who was that peculiar child?

It was strange what was going on..

But almost a second later, an echoey voice boomed through the sky, it sounded like a drum.

'Wake up.'

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You forced yourself up from your slumber, that isn't an easy task and it's definitely not a normal one at that.

You looked up at the ceiling, feeling discomfort from forcefully making your brain awaken. You blinked a few times, stretching out in your square-shaped bed.

'There's one big day ahead of me, huh.'

Might as well get up then. Can't lay in bed all day and do nothing that's irrelevant.