Kayingyang storie

First friend. Last hope. But she'll keep him in her heart.

...There was a shadow in the middle of the light. I wasn't sure if it was a dream. I kept my eyes on the shadow as it stayed still, just there, looking at me. It was shaped like a human, a boy probably. He was crouched down on something, like the top of a roof from another house or something else, as the wind blew his hair and it whipped around...