gravity ➳ muke

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I chose our next destination.

I took Luke to my cherished lake.

I found it one day while walking

through the woods, trying to

clear my head.

We sat together on the edge, staring

out at the horizon as the sun

dropped lower and lower, with our

hands clasped together firmly.

"What do you think it's like

to be free?" He asked after a long

silence. I thought to myself for a

moment, and came up with an answer.

I took a breath before speaking.

"It must be like soaring in the air

like a bird. All of your worries are

nonexistent, the only thing mattering

is you and the open sky. That's

at least what I envision it to be like."

A smile spread across his face.

"I hope that's what it's like," I heard

him whisper, but I didn't question it.