kestrelofthenorth:

She said, I’m going to miss you when I wake up.

Don’t wake up, he answered.

But he did.

Kestrel, beside him on the grass, said, “Did I wake you? I didn’t mean to.”

It took him a velvety moment to understand that this was real. The air was quiet. An insect beat its clear wings. She brushed hair from his brow. Now he was very awake.