He shut his eyes again quickly, hoping the dream would leave him.

The pain and the dreams had left him sticky with sweat.

The dream and the drink had left him with a dry mouth.

She had no dreams left and the emptiness was there as she looked at him.

But the dream had never before left me in the little park, right across the corridor from the scene of the crime.

The dreams left him after that, but he slept poorly for the remainder of the night anyway.

Seth found himself standing where his prior dream had left him, beside the icy lake.

His dream of the previous night had never really left him.

But the dream always left him uneasy, as if some of the surprises he faced might not be pleasant.

All these dreams of things left undone, or not done soon enough.