A Winter's Heart

A Story by Kyanie

After spring, Alex sat down under an old tree reading a very cherished book passed down to her by her mother. She was then approached by the new boy who moved into her hometown.

After the blooming of springs, a cold winter breeze shuddered across my shoulder, "Winter is coming...", I said to myself as my back relaxed against an old tree. I sat reading an old book, "The Dusty Dawn" which was passed down to me by my mother. Only if the saying true in the real world as it was in the book: "His heart was as soft as the appearance of clouds, and he pours out rain in the time of his hurt, and the people consumes it, bringing forth blooming flowers and rich green trees, and so there was spring". "Alex...", a person called above my head, wearing a long beige coat and a suit. It was Marcus, the son of my neighbor who just moved into our hometown. "How long have you been standing there?" I asked, then closed the book I was reading before standing up, my back facing him. "Ah..I've just arrived here not too long ago...I just wanted to stop by and say 'Hi'...actually, my parents invited your family over to a feast, but since you weren't there during that time, I just thought, I would come look for you", I then turned around, facing him face to face, and he gleamed. His innocent smile and marble like eyes, I couldn't help but turn my face away quickly. "Is there something wrong?" He gently asked, before saving me from all the talk, "...I will meet you again when everything is prepared, alright?" Then I thought, he must already knew about my situation. Still, I didn't want him to leave. My arms feebled trying to reach out to him, and my lips refused to say a word.

There was one thing I realized, Marcus was not like the other boys I've met, he was different. he captures the light of the main lead written in the book, "The Dusty Dawn", and maybe it wasn't the winter breeze I felt when I sat underneath the tree, but Marcus' long coat brushing over my shoulder.