Different 狼

the incidents of the 日 before left my night short and restless, tossing, turning, not a wink of sleep blessed my soul and with every sleepless minuet made me 更多 restless and annoyed, but then i looked at crystal....her beautiful sleeping form, he heavy breathing, her soft closed eyes hiding the dreams 或者 nightmares enveloping her mind.

i looked back to the cieling still holding crystal with one arm. the shapes of the ceiling seemed to be forming, morphing as if mocking my very presence. i turn away from it all and close my eyes, remembering that the last 日 of summer was the 日 i just...