Chapter 25 - Pansies

I find myself exhausted after skimming through documents for a few more hours. I can’t find anything of note in this file besides long descriptions of advanced technologies I don’t understand. I should take a break… I am getting pretty tired, after all. Some rest couldn’t hurt, and the fact I at least have a bed to sleep in is nice…

I slide into the bed, wound on my chest still aching faintly as I lay the covers over my body. I always feel most at peace when I’m asleep, besides the frequent nightmares. It’s a time for me to reflect on my thoughts and try to regain my energy for the next challenging day ahead of me.

As my vivid mind fades to black, I feel myself becoming aware, a familiar sensation lightly grazing my legs, blades of grass and other plants, pansies with gentle orange highlights of color surrounding me. I know this feeling all too well, lucid dreams I have no control over frequenting my sleep. The sky is a faint blue hue, adorned with few clouds that move ever-so slowly across the horizon.

I remember this place. This was the field of orange pansies I found a while back, and took Calista to on her birthday. It’s exactly how I remember it, warm April air surrounding me, the faint breeze rustling my hair and me constantly sneezing because it turns out I’m allergic to pollen.

Calista felt bad and kept insisting we didn’t have to stay, but I knew these flowers were her favorite. It was worth the terrible allergic reaction I had the next day, at least. Never stopped me from venturing outside and gardening with her with the time we had left. I loved helping her water the plants and I even tried to grow my own, but they were nothing compared to the vibrant and lively ones she grew.

Despite my feeble attempts, she always encouraged me to keep going, no matter what. I may not have been able to match her energetic and carefree personality, but she always made my day a little brighter, the warmth of her sunlight shining down on me each day I spent with her.

I walk around for a while, not doing anything besides taking in the scenery. I never realized how much I missed doing this, walking around harmoniously without a goal in mind. Even if it’s not real, and the world around me phases through my body as dreams have no boundaries, I find myself at peace.

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