[accidental video post] Nepatīkams sapņi...
[The video turns itself on at about midnight, focusing itself on a small lump in a warm room and warm-looking bed. A body, of course, is the lump, and it shifts a little as it sleeps, the delicate painted flowers on the walls watching the dreamer with gentle petals. The body turns to its side, growing silent a moment before sounds are heard from it, a struggle of some sort in his mind as his mutters in a strange language. Latvian. The body stills itself for but a moment before jolting up slightly and letting out a scream. A another few seconds slip by before the boy in the bed falls back down to the covers, his movements ceasing save for deep, jagged breaths. These breaths begin to shift into soft sobs, that familiar puppy-like whimpering being barely heard.]
Mamma... t-tētis...
[Other words are spoken, but it is all in Latvian. After some time, the sobs quiet and the shivering body in the bed becomes still, supposedly asleep again. Perhaps a few minutes of stillness pass before the body in the bed lifts itself up, drawing up with it a pink stuffed rabbit. Words are mumbled in Latvian as he looks about in drowsy confusion then slips out of bed towards the bathroom, but before going completely out of frame, he glances to the camera, noticing the red flashing light and walks over to the desk, looking over everything curiously, mumbling in Latvian and cursing in Russian, blurry eyes and pink cheeks stained with tears looking over everything as his hands fumble with the machine and, finally, the video snaps off.]
Mamma... t-tētis...
[Other words are spoken, but it is all in Latvian. After some time, the sobs quiet and the shivering body in the bed becomes still, supposedly asleep again. Perhaps a few minutes of stillness pass before the body in the bed lifts itself up, drawing up with it a pink stuffed rabbit. Words are mumbled in Latvian as he looks about in drowsy confusion then slips out of bed towards the bathroom, but before going completely out of frame, he glances to the camera, noticing the red flashing light and walks over to the desk, looking over everything curiously, mumbling in Latvian and cursing in Russian, blurry eyes and pink cheeks stained with tears looking over everything as his hands fumble with the machine and, finally, the video snaps off.]