The wind whipped past his face as he soared through the clouds. He streamed through the sky, pushing forward to his destination. He didn't know what was calling him, but he felt a strong desire to find it soon. Elijah glanced downwards and saw that he was passing over his hometown, as he glided over his apartments, a shudder ran through his body and he began to fall. Elijah scrambled in the air for support, but he continued to pick up speed, crashing down towards his aprtment. Elijah braced for impact and.....
Elijah jolted forward, he was breathing heavily and felt sweat running down his forehead. He assed his surroundings, he was laying on his couch in his aprtment. Memories of last night flooded into his head, a blur of places, people, and interactions that felt so fake. His mind blended reality with the dream making the truth difficult for him to decifer. Elijah cleared his mind, took a shower, dressed himself and proceeded downstairs. The cool, still air sunk over him as he made his way towards Casa D' waffles. Elijah took a seat at a booth with a newspaper and ordered several waffles and a coffee. Elijah gazed outside watching people on thier way to thier own destinations. A musician caught his eye playing guitar on the courner. Most quickened thier pace past the man, but some slowed to enjoy the music that permeated thier daily routines. Elijah turned back to his paper, reading the front cover, Crime Rates Rise while Police Funding Drops. Elijah always wanted to be a police officer, but he never had the fincial success to enter the acdemy. Elijah closed he paper as his food arrived clearing his old dreams from his mind.
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