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The Dream That Always Returns

Autor: Lêh Magalhães
last update Última actualización: 2025-09-30 13:35:22

POV. Bernado

I woke up with the smell of old leather from the sofa permeating my nostrils and an uncomfortable pain in my lower back. I moved slowly, feeling my back crack, as if each vertebra were a reminder that I wasn't where I should be. And maybe that was true. Maybe I never had been.

The blanket slipped down my legs, falling to the wooden floor. It didn't take me long to figure out who had put it there. Anya. Always her. Always silent. Always trying.

I closed my eyes again and wished the dream hadn't ended. In the dream, Aldora was still alive. She laughed at my jealousy as she ran through the woods, her hair flying in the wind, her white dress clinging to her thighs. She called my name in that sweet voice that only she had. “Come and get me, lazy wolf.”

For a second, my heart believed it. And then I woke up.

The metallic taste of longing was still in my mouth. My chest hurt. The air seemed heavier, as if I had woken up underwater. I brought my hand to my face and pressed my eye
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