Sitting on her bed, she leafed through her old school diary.
Between the yellowed pages, a small forget-me-not fell delicately into her hands.
Her twin brother used to pick these flowers for her, finding them on the street or in the park where they played together.
That little blue flower had become the symbol of her memory, indelible and irreplaceable. She looked at it for a long time, the images of the two of them laughing carefree came back vividly.
Although time had separated them, their bond was as strong as ever. The flower, fragile and eternal, was a promise never to forget him.
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Like a shore of lights, in a dark night
Historia Corta[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...
