Tuesday, November 22, 2016


it started with night sweats; he would wake up drenched, even when the room was set to sixty-two degrees. i don't know what he dreamt of, or if he dreamt at all, but i know that he'd toss and turn. one day, he woke up to the entire bed covered in sweat. he dressed that morning and never made it back. i heard that he'd jumped into a lake to cool himself down and no one could get him out. they tried shouting, crying, and threatening, but nothing worked. he found the lake filled what his insides had been missing.

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