After The Night
She expected him to move, but he stayed firm on his feet, looking at the red satin draped canvas.
“I made all these,” He said, his eyes briefly going around the room, referencing the paintings. Eira received no warning before his hand reached up and gracefully pulled the cloth down.
She knew it was going to happen at any moment now. The dream would end and she would wake, never finding what lay behind the cover.
But her feet were still stuck to the ground. No, things faded in or out of the picture. It was still there. And when she raised her eyes, she finally saw her…
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