BSD-FyodorDostoevsky
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you — a five year old child — were laying in your bed, restless because you could hear your parents arguing loudly. it was normal by now, but you still couldn't sleep.
suddenly, your window opened, and a breeze of sand flew over your bed. out of the sand, a man formed, standing next to your bed.
"hello child, do you need help sleeping?" the man asked, he seemed polite, but you weren't allowed to talk to strangers.