[It was such a vivid dream, too... All that blood, so much more that was spilled in his own dream. Luke's hands hands grip into the sheets and covers, his body tensing over the memory of it. The dream technically didn't even belong to him, but...]
It wasn't real. It can't be real. You're not like... that.
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It wasn't real. It can't be real. You're not like... that.