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Rated: E · Short Story · Emotional · #2207279
A feather floating in the wind.
A dull grey feather, picked up by the wind and carried over to another town, carrying over good feelings with it. As two friends have that endless laugh, where your stomach is hurting and you can't stop, the feather floats to the ground. It stays there for a while, until the laughter subsides to the occasional giggle. When one parent comes to pick up one of them, the feather is swept away. It is now resting at the side of a colour run, doused in the most vibrant reds, the deepest blues, verdant greens. Rain comes a few weeks later, washing the colour off. As water falls to the ground, a couple lean in close. The feather falls into a drain. On the other side of the world, a feather is carried by the wind.
Some say when the feather is being taken from one infinite moment to the next, someone, somewhere, forgets one of their best moments as quickly as the feather leaves. And like how life goes from one good moment to the next, the feather is taken to each of these beautiful, breathtaking moments.
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