Sleep Sans Novels & Stories

SERA I slept without interruption for the first time in fourteen months. I know this because I tracked my sleep the way I tracked everything, with the clinical attention of someone who had learned that unconsciousness was a vulnerability and that vulnerability required management. In fourteen months inside the Dravon territory I had not slept through a full night once. Something always woke me. The mark pulsing. Lyra pressing at the edges of things. The specific quality of a territory that had been carrying something old and heavy for five hundred years, that had given off a low persistent frequency even in its sleep.

There was no room for either one of our pasts to rear their ugly heads. My eyes roamed his face. He looked refreshed, like he had ten hours of sleep behind him. “I don’t sleep much,” he answered. “Insomnia.” My heartbeat was back to normal and I found myself relaxing. “That’s not good,” I leaned against him, his arms around me. I pressed my cheek against his chest, his steady, strong heartbeat thumping under my ear and I found it oddly soothing. “You should try some relaxing techniques,” I murmured against his chest. “Maybe yoga.”

Tomorrow, those pictures will probably be on the front page of the newspaper. Sarah hung up, her mind filled with complicated thoughts. Sarah couldn't sleep, her head ached. Sarah sat on the balcony, sipping a glass of red wine. The soft light of the moon poured into the room, creating a very mysterious scene. Sarah suffered from insomnia for a long time. She couldn't fall asleep quickly. Sarah always felt scared and insecure. Even though she was married to Leon, her situation was not better. Sarah sighed. She continued drinking in the moonlight. ------

I close the app and turn the lamp off. I sleep, in the end, very well.

A gentle kiss adorned his Adam’s apple. He is in a very deep sleep that Sarah wouldn’t want to wake him up but the next minute, her tummy decides to protest with a grumble. She has been sleeping for the whole day without any food and drinks and it’s hitting her all at once now. She slowly moved away from his reluctant grip and after the third attempt, she managed to release herself

Sunday is the sole day I sleep without any break, but now I have to lose that facility too. I have really done some bad deed in my past-life...

Sighing, I inhale and the scent of his sheets envelopes me. “Hmmm, it smells like you…” Closing my eyes, I let sleep take over. I guess I’ll be sleeping here for a while till I get tired of your smell. Smiling, I let sleep envelop me, “I’ll never get tired of your smell.” My voice a soft whisper as the world fades away.

Unable to stay awake anymore. I lose consciousness.

Daemon finds the situation amusing and laughs hysterically. I close my eyes, allowing myself to fully surrender to the tranquility of the moment. My thoughts become still, and my body sinks deeper into the mattress. The rhythmic sound of my breath becomes a gentle lullaby, guiding me into a state of deep relaxation. As I drift off to sleep, I am grateful for this moment of respite. Tomorrow may bring new challenges and responsibilities, but for now, I am enveloped in a cocoon of peace and tranquility. I surrender to the embrace of sleep, knowing that I have taken the time to nurture my mind, body, and soul.

Larissa's sleep quality improved significantly. Nearly every night, around 11 pm, she would begin to feel drowsy, and within a couple of minutes of closing her eyes, she would fall into a deep, dreamless slumber. She would wake up to the warm glow of daylight, feeling refreshed and rejuvenated.