A Story of Meeting Through the Wind

The wind blew past, and the clouds followed in its footsteps, searching for it. After a very long time, they heard the stars in the night sky say that the wind had gone far away. The clouds nestled against the moon and wept...

Everyone was asleep, but the girl who had lost her doll was still leaning on the windowsill, gazing outside. It was raining. Those were the clouds' tears...

They say love is a cycle of affection, arguments, breakups, and making up that lasts until old age... People, wake up! Don't let someone who loves you slowly disappear from your life...

I love you. I'm sorry. Thank you. ...Goodbye forever...

I like sitting on the earthen embankment, closing my eyes and listening to the stories the wind has encountered...

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.