she falls under, spell bound from the Sandmans' dusty breath. and sinks into a steady slumber. the inhales of reality leave a faint trace in her heart as she exhales in the Dreamworld. and slowly she gets pulled beneath the pillows of absoluteness; and rises in a fantasy. her breaths are as steady as her heart beats...
he watched her as her eyelids slowly grew heavy with dopiness. until the windows to the recesses of her heart and soul shut like iron gates. protected. he studied the rise and fall of her chest consigning with the whispered breaths coming to and fro. and it reminded him of waves; as it comes in to kiss the shoreline and pulls away, and back again. her whispers, the salty sprays of the oceans sighs.
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