Rejoice by Ana Diaz

He remembers the moment when he went to bed. His head had been full of trouble, it took him long to fall asleep. He thought of how much he missed laying down and just rolling into a stupor like a pebble in a pond. Sleep, where he didn’t have to make any decisions–only misty, oneiric...

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Ana
Ana

Poet and suspense writer based in Berlin. My stories are fictionalized versions of real events happened in Spain. I also write as Adria Levi. https://horrorium.home.blog/

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