Lack of sleep

A non-fiction, really short story that I wrote one night when I couldn't get to sleep and I had to turn the fan on to see if that would make a difference basically.


1. Lack of Sleep

The gentle whirring and thrumming of the spinning, dusty, plastic blades was more comforting than the blissfully cool breeze on her skin as she tried to sleep. It was more soothing than the music she had drilled into her head every night  before she slept. It reminded her of the calm, peaceful, solitude of the castle ruins and the warm gentle breezes there. The soul cleansing, mind wiping, fierce winds there could be nice too, but she didn't need that tonight. Tonight she needed the gentle breeze with the calming whirr of the spinning, dusty, plastic blades.

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