Prompt: 017. sleepless

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Prompt 017. sleepless

1. There’d been too many sleepless nights and too many cups of coffee. It hadn’t been the best idea to get behind the wheel.

A. There’d been too many sleepless nights and too many cups of coffee. It hadn’t been the best idea to get behind the wheel.

A blink that lingered too long and a car driving the opposite direction. It was a head on collision, that’s what they said later. In the hospital with two police officers, both looking serious and maybe a bit condemning.


2. They said the Sleepless were stirring in the South. Whispers carried on the breeze, speaking of the nightmare creatures waking from their long slumber to slaughter a handful of villages on the border.

A. They said the Sleepless were stirring in the South. Whispers carried on the breeze, speaking of the nightmare creatures waking from their long slumber to slaughter a handful of villages on the border.

There were some that scoffed at the idea of the creatures coming back. They called them legends and lies, stories made up to scare the children. But those that had truly studied the histories were worried.

The Great Scriptures said that the Sleepless always came in cycles. They would kill, then rest, kill, then rest; and though men could fight them, the Sleepless could not die.


3. The music playing from the radio was the only sound in the darkness. The song was named “The Sleepless”, and it was a dreamy melody that made the listener think of a child insisting they were awake even as they fell asleep.

A. The music playing from the radio was the only sound in the darkness. The song was named “The Sleepless”, and it was a dreamy melody that made the listener think of a child insisting they were awake even as they fell asleep.

The song had been playing on repeat for days, weeks, months, maybe even years. Over and over, from beginning to end, the song played into the darkness. It was a tether and a torment to the listener, trapped motionless on the bed. To hear but not be able to speak or see; the song had become a singular reality.


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