There were a lot of uncertainties.
Would she still be able to look at it the same way?
The environment that she watched from afar,
the sun that greeted her everytime she went home.
Those were the only memories that were untouched
by her despair.
She wanted to keep them intact.
She wanted to see it for what it was again.
Yet, when she looked outside the window,
she knew.
Sure, there are trees filled with leaves and fruits—
there were also swaying grasses and flying petals.
But she couldn't look at it the same way.
She felt as though her world was still a bit monochrome.
She felt as though something had been taken from her.
Hana touched her knee with her hand,
and hit it lightly.
"I... I really can't feel anything."
She remembered the person behind her injuries.
Hana felt herself darken—
as though hate was taking her over.
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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...
