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Tears streamed out of my blood, red eyes. I tugged at my hair and screamed her name. I cursed his name for leaving us. Everyday, going through the same routine: aching, remembering, screaming, crying, praying, dying.

What had happened to the outside world? Zero clue. I haven't left this form of a feather. Well, more like couldn't. It's been 150 centuries since I was in my most healthy state. Maybe I'm ready to turn back.

Wait, I can't. Why can't I change again? It's been so long, I can't seem to remember exactly why. Something about being close to death and not having enough energy? Another Wings has to come save me, blah blah blah. It doesn't matter, I must be the last one, unless there somehow managed to be survivors. I guess I'm stuck here....

I hope he survived.

Is he still alive, or did he reincarnate?

Shouldn't you be here by now?

I hate you Kageyama Tobio.










I love you.

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