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  • Writer's pictureJames Kidac


"Smile, when your heart is aching. Smile, even though its breaking, when there are clouds in the sky, you'll get by."

The sadness of a lost hero was touched by a girl. The girl who was so carefree that he was so attracted by her nature. She, in turn, looked beautiful in her mannerism, even in her non-acknowledgment of his existence.

A cold heart was pepped up by a warm smile, but the distance between them felt poles apart even though their being an arm's length's away at times. He was too lost to speak, and she was too shy to talk to any guy, especially to a guy whom a young girl's heart would recklessly attach to.

"Chiseled looks, ample build and brown dreamy eyes, hmm, thinking a little too much now are we? Focus. Groceries now, silly." thought the girl to herself.

Cloud was at the marketplace at a strange town in a foreign land. He didn't feel lost at this town, but he felt lost in his purpose in life. He didn't know what to do, where to begin, where to continue. He was just there, with no mission, with only fragmented memories of two dear friends and a painful recollection of a loved one's disappearance.

He took refuge in an inn nearby and found some money in his pockets to pay the bare minimums for a moment's subsistence. The inn was shabby, but the food was available and so it was a rare grace. Other than wandering in his room thinking about the things that meant nothing, a purposeless Cloud found solace in looking at the girl, and everyday, he would be at the marketplace, just looking for her and then pretending to be cool. Fear? It was not in his dictionary. Only a hollow realisation of his uneventful experience in entirety could stop him from talking to a girl like her.

After all, a soldier he is, hardship he didn't get. A boy he was, only childhood memories he could share. None of the fabled adventures, nor stories, nor experiences that matter to some. He was a boy, perhaps becoming a man.

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