A Love Like Hail

Chapter 3

THERE IS A story about a little girl who always strived and hoped for something far away from her reach. She knew that if she could have the best things, the world would adore her and put her on a platform only for the elites. These elites shine like the stars and are unreachable. They wear the prettiest clothes, have the newest hairstyles trending, the most renowned makeup artists, and the perfect partner to match their own status. They have white feathered wings that allow them to roam the skies, where the little girl watches in her small and wooden house, longing to be like one of them.

One day, from the very high up and unreachable platform, a beautiful elite fell from the sky. He was one of their best and most known, his beauty a myth and legend worldwide. But he was hurt very badly, his glittering white feathers crooked in every angle. The pain he felt was unmeasurable, and he muttered a sound so quiet not even the elites could hear.

Yet the little girl heard. She felt his cry for help, and without hesitation she took him into her home. She couldn't help but stop to mesmerize in his features, a walking shiny pearl so peaceful to watch. The best, she thought.

When the elite returned to consciousness, he saw the small and wooden house for the first time, then took in the little girl who he recognized as his savior. He noted her ragged clothes, and her unevenly cut hair. He took it all in and said nothing.

The little girl did not notice the way the elite observed her and her home. All she could note was how perfect he was, how he was one of them she had watched from far away all her life.

The elite finally extended his hand, and he smiled. It was the most beautiful thing the little girl has ever seen. He shares his name in a voice so angelic, the little girl almost cries.

Due to the injury in his wing, the elite could not go back home. But the little girl did not mind tending to him. As curious as she is, she never intrudes into the elite's personal space, and maybe because of this, the elite start opening up to her.

He tells her of what it's like up there, and what kind of stresses she possessed. It was tiring for him up there, he had to maintain a high position and be beautiful and perfect every single second he breathed. He felt so much pressure from those around him, to the point he couldn't even let the facade go in front of his parents. He was in so much distress he accidentally tipped over, falLin from the sky.

As the days pass, the little girl also tells him of her dreams of the elites, and how she longed to join them. The elite starts to help the little girl, promising her that in return for her help, he will allow her to return to the platform with her.

Feelings are developed during their time together, and lips pressed together during nights of music by animals singing for their love are shared. The little girl has received a makeover, her hair no longer crooked but even and shiny just like an elite's. Her house is now also a beautifully transformed cottage with embroidered growing roses wrapping it with warm love. Her clothes are no longer ragged, but shiny and soft, so pretty one's eyes will drop.

The elite's wings are healing as time flies by them. He shares to her all the things they will do together when they return up to his home up in the sky. The little girl listens, and her heart aches to see these whispered words come true. She nuzzles into the elite she has fallen so hard for, not doubting a single beat of his voice.

The time finally comes, and the elite's wings have healed, even stronger and prettier than ever. When he ascends into the air, the little girl claps and cries from joy. He clasps her hands in his, promising her he will receive his parents' approval to their marriage. Once he has, he will come back and make all her wishes come true.