Nameless

"Searching, I'm looking for the world made up of longings." Muttered to himself The kite flies in the sky, briefly free. The thread is being pulled in people's hands, making it a little unhappy. The wind tells it that there is a way to be free. The kite doesn't understand and won't think about it: it is the wind and will be free forever, so why would it want to help it. That day has come. The line broke in the wind. The kite did not drift around, but rushed upward. Being carried away from the starting point by the wind, the dark clouds made it impossible to see any light coming back. It thought about it, but was blown higher by the wind. The wind tells it, look, this is freedom. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.