YOU ARE READING Where The Wind Goes Random Prologue 8 2 0 by bowtiesarecooll11 by bowtiesarecooll11 Follow Share Post to Your Profile Share via Email Report Story Send Send to Friend Share Post to Your Profile Share via Email Report Story The sun was low and the air was fresh. The sky was a bright orange colour. Cows roamed about in their fields. Not many people know where the wind goes. They just think it....goes. But the few that do know....never forget.
