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Weary from another day, he settled down for the night and let his mind wander, like he tried to do night and day for the past two months.  Eventually, though, his mind came back to one thing... Absent-mindedly, he fingered the wedding band on his left ring finger.  Two months already... it was so hard to believe.  Each day since then had been a shapeless blur, time moving without purpose from one day to the next.  Two months since she got in that car, and was broadsided by that drunken trucker.  He remembered seeing the car being cut open, how red...

     He felt a tear leak out of his eye and forced himself to focus on nothingness before it became a deluge.  As he drifted off to sleep, he reflected on the past two months of his life.  In the darkness, he could swear that she was right near him -- shift --

     Great spires of buildings towered over him, made of stone and sometimes marble, and indentations like windows, but with no visible glass everything looked solid.  The sky above was gray, blue, and shifting as if wanting to explode, and it was in a sense; rain like he never seen was falling on and around him, and there was that false lighting that seemed to come from everywhere at once that told him that this was a dream.  Beneath his feet was a paved street, completely devoid of people, cars, even litter.  The water falling from the sky seemed to be going straight through the pavement as if nothing were there.  He frowned and -- shift --

     An arid landscape filled his eyes, sand dunes as far as he could see.  Something caught the corner of his eye immediately, and he wheeled around and saw the sand dunes seamlessly blend into a landscape of rolling steppe, which rose and blended into a mountain, which fell off into a waterfall, turning back into sand.  Where water ran down the waterfall, trees sprang up in seconds; something that would have taken years elsewhere.  Against the backdrop of the waterfall he saw something, a speck that wasn't there when he looked last.  He took a step forward and -- shift --

     Water and foliage surrounded him, and he realized he was standing in a lagoon near the waterfall, trees rising behind him where sand once was, sand advancing on the mountainside, forest creeping on all sides at once; it was as if nothing was staying still.  He saw none of this, however, because that speck in the waterfall was very familiar to him.  He watched the water cascade over her bare form and -- shift --

     He lay on top of her, remembering what it was like to be inside her was a shock, even in a dream.  What seemed like minutes, hours, days passed by, he did not care, because he could feel every inch of her, inside and out.  As she was about to climax, her eyes widened, and before his very eyes, she started to become translucent.  He screamed inside his own dream, no sound came out.  All he could see was her, his wife, slowly turning to mist, until she was no more, and he fell through where she was, and fell through the bed as well, being swallowed into darkness, screaming without sound --

     That scream was still on his lips as he jerked upright in his bed, sweat soaking through his shirt.  His eyes and cheeks were damp, but not from sweat.  Getting up out of bed, he instinctively wandered over to his desk, and opened a small box in the corner.  Inside was a plain gold ring, exactly like his, only smaller.  Two months...

     Taking a deep breath, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, and took his own wedding band off, setting it next to hers in the box.  In his hands, it felt like a boulder.  After a moment he placed it carefully next to hers, and after a moment, closed the lid.  Taking a deep breath, he climbed back into bed.  Settling in, he thought about the next two months ahead of him, and settled into the spot next to where he usually lay.  For the first time in a long while, a smile came over his face as he passed into sleep.

Description
Weary from another day, he settled down for the night and let his mind wander, like he tried to do night and day for the past two months.  Eventually, though, his mind came back to one thing... Absent-mindedly, he fingered the wedding band on his left ring finger.  Two months already... it was so hard to believe.  Each day since then had been a shapeless blur, time moving without purpose from one day to the next.  Two months since she got in that car, and was broadsided by that drunken trucker.  He remembered seeing the car being cut open, how red...

     He felt a tear leak out of his eye and forced himself to focus on nothingness before it became a deluge.  As he drifted off to sleep, he reflected on the past two months of his life.  In the darkness, he could swear that she was right near him -- shift --

     Great spires of buildings towered over him, made of stone and sometimes marble, and indentations like windows, but with no visible glass everything looked solid.  The sky above was gray, blue, and shifting as if wanting to explode, and it was in a sense; rain like he never seen was falling on and around him, and there was that false lighting that seemed to come from everywhere at once that told him that this was a dream.  Beneath his feet was a paved street, completely devoid of people, cars, even litter.  The water falling from the sky seemed to be going straight through the pavement as if nothing were there.  He frowned and -- shift --

     An arid landscape filled his eyes, sand dunes as far as he could see.  Something caught the corner of his eye immediately, and he wheeled around and saw the sand dunes seamlessly blend into a landscape of rolling steppe, which rose and blended into a mountain, which fell off into a waterfall, turning back into sand.  Where water ran down the waterfall, trees sprang up in seconds; something that would have taken years elsewhere.  Against the backdrop of the waterfall he saw something, a speck that wasn't there when he looked last.  He took a step forward and -- shift --

     Water and foliage surrounded him, and he realized he was standing in a lagoon near the waterfall, trees rising behind him where sand once was, sand advancing on the mountainside, forest creeping on all sides at once; it was as if nothing was staying still.  He saw none of this, however, because that speck in the waterfall was very familiar to him.  He watched the water cascade over her bare form and -- shift --

     He lay on top of her, remembering what it was like to be inside her was a shock, even in a dream.  What seemed like minutes, hours, days passed by, he did not care, because he could feel every inch of her, inside and out.  As she was about to climax, her eyes widened, and before his very eyes, she started to become translucent.  He screamed inside his own dream, no sound came out.  All he could see was her, his wife, slowly turning to mist, until she was no more, and he fell through where she was, and fell through the bed as well, being swallowed into darkness, screaming without sound --

     That scream was still on his lips as he jerked upright in his bed, sweat soaking through his shirt.  His eyes and cheeks were damp, but not from sweat.  Getting up out of bed, he instinctively wandered over to his desk, and opened a small box in the corner.  Inside was a plain gold ring, exactly like his, only smaller.  Two months...

     Taking a deep breath, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, and took his own wedding band off, setting it next to hers in the box.  In his hands, it felt like a boulder.  After a moment he placed it carefully next to hers, and after a moment, closed the lid.  Taking a deep breath, he climbed back into bed.  Settling in, he thought about the next two months ahead of him, and settled into the spot next to where he usually lay.  For the first time in a long while, a smile came over his face as he passed into sleep.