The fields were in full bloom.
Flowers of different colors and sizes pranced around as though they were excited about his arrival.
The wind whispered sweet nothings in his ears, begging him to relax and refresh himself.
There was one thing missing from this picture-perfect view, however.
There was not a single screech of any wheelchair.
Below the tree where they both meet up,
was naught but air.
Her innocent, childish smile missing from the viewfinder of Nao's mind.
For some reason, he found himself getting anxious,
the beating of his heart slowly blinding his ears as the fatigue from his running finally caught up with him.
Alas, it was like a painting that lost its subject.
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A Tale of Two Feathers
General FictionMichiki Nao was a regular student in the local high school. He didn't deviate from trends, he always followed rules, and he was always home before dark. In fact, there was nothing special about him, except for his love of nature. That was, until he...
