Chimes of the Wind

The story begins here and ends here. She always stared at his back in a daze, never understanding him in front of her. But he always looked at the sunset outside the street with a smile or listened to the sound of jingling wind chimes. In her world it was just a dream, but in his life it was a luxury. But what she will never know is that he is always there... Intention: Always there, always like it.