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When I gained consciousness again, it was already noon. The sun was high in the sky and the wind had calmed down. I wasn’t in the field either. I was home. The window was open, letting a light breeze through as I sat up in my bed, crawling over to the window to stare out into the horizon, searching for any sign of him, a trace of a figure, a sense of a presence watching me. Nothing. Forcing another set of tears away, I wiped the dried tears off my face, knowing that it was just another nightmare. Another dream in which another part of me had died. I’ve had these nightmares from a young age. But this one was different. He had n