Authors note: We recommend playing the music (from the link above) while reading! It sets the mood :)
Ozaki opened his eyes to the sun peeking through his wooden blinds, filling the room with light. He tumbled out of bed and got ready. "Good morning mama, Good morning papa!" he called out as his mom put a tamagoyaki on his favourite plate.
Ozaki ran to play in the field outside his hut. He hopped across the fields of tall grass, smelling and collecting the flowers for his parents. He gasped as he did every day when he saw his favourite hill, still standing strong, ready to be climbed. He ran up the small hill, tripping occasionally.
Once Ozaki reached the top he lay under a large tree and looked up at the sky. The fluffy clouds were the perfect fuel to his imagination, a blank canvas, it could be anything he wanted it to be!
He thought about clouds that looked like cats, a dinosaur, a castle and even cake! Ozaki got up, now hungry for lunch. He ran down the hill and walked home.
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clouds
Short StorySet in the small village of Sayotomi, this story is about Ozaki Makoto finding purpose in his life after soul-crushing events. ✧☁️ ✧ - Was inspired by studio ghibli. - Would recommend it if you like dramatic twists, slow and detailed chapters and...
