That pot marigold flower, dried between the pages of the book, reminded him of her last smile. Sad, melancholy, like the thought of the distance that now separated them.
Every time he touched it, he felt the weight of the miles that kept them apart, an unbridgeable void that kept him far from everything he loved. He was on the other side of the world because of his job, immersed in long, hectic days, but his thoughts kept returning to her, to that smile he had last seen before he left.
He closed the book, clutching the flower between his fingers, wondering when he would return to her.
Distance was a torment, but the love that bounded them knew no bounds.
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Like a shore of lights, in a dark night
Short Story[Writober 2024 | pumpFLOWER] 31 stories for 31 characters, in a journey of thoughts, memories and events from the world of "Rotes Band" and "Tamashii no Teien". "Life is made up of days that mean nothing and moments that mean everything." (Anonymous...
