Hana looked at her reflection in the car's window.
They had just arrived at their new home.
Whatever angle she looked,
she couldn't seem to find herself.
She put down the car windows and stared.
The house was still empty and devoid of life.
However, she focused her gaze on the blindingly white
walls which glowed as the sun shone its light.
Somehow, she couldn't quite put her finger around it―
Maybe she was still adjusting to her new environment.
There was something in her heart
that she couldn't quite explain.
It's as if she was similar to the house.
That was how she felt, although she couldn't put it in words.
Empty, void of any kind of life.
Nevertheless, with a fresh coat of paint,
it looked ready to accept people again after a long time.
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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...
