He opened his eyes. An expanse of ice in front of him. Silence. An unbearable silence, the kind that hurt. He turned on himself. Several times. But in any direction he looked there was only an opaque wall, a gray wall crossed only by a strip almost indistinguishable in the center, a line that seemed to divide what was land that was heaven. But what was the land? what was the sky? She tried to scream. It came a muffled sound, unreal. As if he were in one room, a small room with walls of lead. But space front and he was immense and could walk through. He ran, as if looking for something, someone. It ran more and more everything remains the same, he seemed to go crazy. A molecule that danced in an infinite void.
He opened his eyes. He noticed a puff. Then a familiar scent and a hand that caressed her face "You had a bad dream. It's nothing. Sleep." He kissed her, smiled, took a deep breath and after a while he fell back into a deep sleep.
He opened his eyes. He noticed a puff. Then a familiar scent and a hand that caressed her face "You had a bad dream. It's nothing. Sleep." He kissed her, smiled, took a deep breath and after a while he fell back into a deep sleep.
