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2021-09-22 06:47:59*Soleil*
It is agony pulling myself to school the rest of the week. Luckily we are so close to exams, that everyone is focused on that. I keep to myself or Davina, so I don't see Luca much. Every time I spot him, I turn and walk the other way. Davina tries to lighten up my spirits to her best ability and I do my best to look okay. I wish I really felt okay or that I just felt something, but the truth is that Luca has left an empty space behind. It had become a habit that he was there and that I at least could dream about me and him together. Now I know it will never happen and it keeps pulling me deeper into a dark hole.
Only at night in my dreams I am free. I am happy there. The dreams are always the same; I am in my safe stone circle and dancing in the dusk with the creatures from the wood, I sing with the shadows in the rocks and I play with the light orbs hovering above me. When dusk goes to darkness the
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