Midnight whispers (Original)

It's the middle of the night, I can't sleep in my room. The wind whistles through the gap in the windowpane. It feels as if the hands of the clock have stopped. The candle light flickers in the wind. When I look at the clock, the shadows of the hands seem to waver for a moment. Stars streak across the sky, the darkness distorts, and the boundaries of the world disappear. Someone is whispering in the world where I can't tell if it's reality or a dream. The voice flashes like flames. They call out the name of someone whose face I don't even know. A world without rules is melting away.