A strange wind, but I've felt this before. On the horizon the sun sets over Mabase. The old Medical Mechanicca factory stands testament to a time passed. A flock of birds pass lazily over the same horizon. Somewhere on the other side of town, a young man wistfully stares at the same sight. Funny isn't it? Even though they are separated, the distance is nothing but an illusion upon congruent thoughts. This strange wind, I've felt it before. The breeze upsets his hair, and the emotions within. So strange, this reminds me of that day. A scene under a bride . . . not much different than the picture itself, an elusive girl plays upon my memory. Her name was Mamimi, but she was so much more than a dream to me. I never could swing my bat. The open wind, that's no problem. It's easy to intrude without repercussions, without incident. But how about when everything is on the line? Should I really let go, and give it my all? What if I fail and everyone hates me? What if she hates me? Does she hate me? Haruko, a woman defined by the undefined, a shade and phantom within my own mind.

It's been three years since I stared into the sky, and even though I sense her agitation, Ninamori assures me that it's only natural to feel unsure about situations abstract and uncertain. But why did she leave? These thoughts creep into my mind. I stare at the headboard and wonder, what did you really want? What was it that made you leave me behind? But today is different . . . it's been some time since I've had feelings like this. And why do I feel the pangs of anxiety enter my mind as I stare at the storm upon that distant, yet familiar horizon. Perhaps it's my imagination, the birds, even an angel. A lazy Saturday, my favorite spot. As the storm grew closer, the sun cast an uneasy dusk upon the Nandaba residence. On the second floor patio, Naota dozed in his chair. That familiar horizon, and a familiar face. With melancholy in her eyes, Haruko descended from beyond the skies . . .

Hey everyone, Takkun 19 here. So I've thought of a new idea for a story. I know I have some unfinished stuff, so let me know if you'd like to read more of that. I'll continue this story if enough people like it. I'm very busy in my personal and professional life, unfortunately I'm not a kid anymore, so I can't devote all of my time to this. If I do continue to write this story, I intend for it to be read like a novel, and I will devote as much time to writing it. Thanks, Takkun19