Chapter 71

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𝕾𝖔𝖓𝖌 𝖙𝖔 𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖓 𝖙𝖔: 𝕽𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙 𝖂𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖄𝖔𝖚 𝕷𝖊𝖋𝖙 𝕸𝖊 𝖇𝖞 𝕿𝖆𝖞𝖑𝖔𝖗 𝕾𝖜𝖎𝖋𝖙

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As the tip of my nose scented the iciness of the place, I knew that the season of the snow would come again, a season where my chest would feel heavy as it was the most terrifying experience of my life, where I have to offer my neck at the edges of a blade.

But then, the whispers of the shivering breezes caressed my hair like it was enough to comb it, enough to make it a new sensation, but not enough to melt the frozen part of my body.

As my gaze descended on the person right in front of me, leaves from the huge tree beside us continued to dance within the air, as they fell to the softest cushion from the green grasses, as if they were pieces of the puzzles.

Then the softest grayish silhouette of a man I've never thought to come with me here, made his soul look into mine, but he was the shiniest that I've ever seen, a light that could almost blind me, and yet there's some eerie of mysteriousness around them.

When the leaves weren't enough to dance, even the water made our images turn to vagueness, the ripples continued and the sounds of something going in on it made the softest and yet concluding refreshes like a spring in the middle of the coming cotton dampness.

"I know I shouldn't be able to tell you this, but I guess I have no choice..." his voice sounded serene like calm water continued to feel like one with the whispers as if it became dust carried by the golden linings above.

"Why don't you have any choice----" Like before, the words that the wind had cut, were enough to be replaced by a surprised warmth that engulfed my sight in the abyss of my past, and yet, it was only for a second.

What followed was an orange hue before the softness of that light was carried over to a different place, but then all I could see was his shining brown eyes, very ordinary eyes that made their name on my mind.

And yet, even if I don't want to admit it, something is going on in that gentle smile of him.

"It's because sooner or later you would be able to know these things even if I wasn't the one who will tell you, so I'd rather be the one to say these words before it's too late"

"Too late for what?"

"Well, I've made a promise to you, didn't I?"

"Yes and...?"

"Well, as long as it would take, I don't plan to tell you anything about me, either, but until the time I came to deeply understand the circumstances I would indeed tell you who I am."

"I'm not the kind of person to rush people, and I guess I prefer to know you little by little because you know, I also like the chase."

"You mean the game we are continuing to play, right?" then soft laughter escaped from his mouth as the golden rays hit our figures. His hands went on either of his stomachs as the other began to hit his knees.

As the gentleness of the breezes caressed our figures, it was enough to know how each little thing mattered, even the smiling children from near the park, the people who were walking while talking and smiling at their friends.

The vendors who were continuing to smile at the customers and some young men and ladies started dancing to the music and little play from the entrance of the market.

Everything, the sounds of gentle spring, the actions of people that were passed down with caresses of kindness, and the gestures that never failed to amaze my eyes.

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