Another week passed.
She had started to calm down,
and the medicines were doing their jobs.
At times, she would request to go to a balcony,
to look at the fields near the hospital.
It was still the same view,
but it was a view that she seemed not to get tired of.
She could see the trees and the flowers dancing in
the horizon, as though there was an imaginary music
playing in the background.
She tapped the side of the wheelchair that she was
supporting herself upon with her fingers,
creating some sort of rhythm that blended with the
the waltz of the flora around the hospital.
The colors were slowly coming back to her life.
She resonated with the movements of nature.
Hana held her legs.
"Maybe it's not yet too late for me."
When she came back,
She slowly started to lie down on her hospital bed,
a small creaking sound accompanying her.
Before she slept, there was something on her face—
It was a small hint of a smile.
A pure, hopeful smile.
YOU ARE READING
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...
