Spring has come... the streets filled with fallen flowers that are blown away by a warm spring breeze...

Ah... I hope I can enjoy it, because I live in a tropical region that only has two seasons.

But anyway, as planned, my new story will be published. Oh, or maybe I already did... well, this is indeed three days ahead of schedule. But, let's just say this as the prologue of this story. And here it is... the first chapter...

Happy reading...

"It's raining again today..."

I mumbled, staring into the night sky through the wet window. The dark sky, and the occasional flash of lightning creates a fleeting glint. No stars, not even moon... because tonight they are hiding behind those dark clouds... like I do right now, hiding in a dark room with papers strewn across the floor and my bed. I just lie down on the bed while staring out the window. A thunderous roar that shook the window... the ticking sound of the clock roared in my ear cavity, but my heart... is so quiet...

"No stars, eh?"

I mumbled again, staring at my wings that are also shaking just like this window. Slowly I drowned my body on the bed. Trying to close my eyes between the noise of the rain and the thunderbolt. My wings inside the blanket, still trembling. This is not due to cold temperatures, although this is the end of winter. But more likely...

I can't move my fingers anymore, no... but these wings...

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Next morning...

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This morning there's nothing different, still the same skies... the same gray skies. My steps stopped in the doorway, staring at the sky for a moment. To me... everything I saw looked like that sky...

Gray, colorless... just like a white sheet of paper. Sheets of untold stories...

I turned and clasped the doorknob. But, I can't... even need two wings to hold it, and need more energy to close the door. After much effort, I finally managed to close and locked it. Well, I might be used to this trivial activity, even though my wings are getting trembling, but I don't care... because I'm used to living alone. After my mother passed away, my father decided to keep working out of town just to fulfill my needs.

But maybe I'm not alone...

"You're off guard!"

Someone yelled at me, and surprisingly a very thick book hit my head... not a regular book, but a phone book!

"Arhgg!" I yelled, bawling over who was doing this.

"Geez... why every morning your looks are always so somber?"

A voice familiar with me, without thinking twice I looked behind me. And it turned out, the culprit was Gracie... my childhood friend, as well as my nextdoor neighbor.

"Gracie...?" I said, then took a deep breath, then, "What the heck did you do?! Why did you throw me such a book?!" I snapped at her.

"Ah... it's just a little book..." she replied, without any guilt.

"Little... you say? That's a phone book, you silly bird!" I muttered,"Besides, where did you get that?"

"I took it from your house..." she replied, chuckling.

"No wonder when I looked for it everywhere, it wasn't there. It turned out to be you." I said irritably.

"Sorry... after all, I intended to give it back to you." she said, about to hand it to me.

However, I have not had time to grab it... the phone book fell from my tremble wings.

"Ah I'm sorry Blu... let me take it for you." Gracie said, picking up the phone book that lay on the ground. While I'm just silent...

"I'll bring it back to your house later..." she continued, a little nervously.

"I'm sorry..." I mumble, trying to clench my wings, but can't except trembling.

I'm really useless... either I have to feel lucky because only my wings are paralyzed, or I have to suffer because of my current condition.

"Then let's go to school!" cried Gracie, walking in front of me. While I just walked slowly while bending my face... staring at the streets with the snow that began to melt, putting my wings in my patch pockets.

We walked through the empty sidewalks, the flowers began to bloom little by little. The snow that had piled up between the branches was completely gone. I didn't think spring has come this fast. It's been three years since that incident, a terrible tragedy in spring three years ago...

Bloody flowers...

Oh yes... come to think of it, I don't remember that tragedy very much. All I know is, my bloody wings and then my wings begin to tremble since that. I think that due to the wound, my wings started paralyzing, and...

I quit writing...

"Hey Blu..." Gracie said, dissipating all of my memories of that tragedy. She stopped in front of me, when we arrived at the school gate that was beginning to be crowded by the students.

Students who fill the soccer field and baseball field. They are all practicing for their tournament. They practice since morning, even until dusk. They are tireless, and still smiling in their "suffering". The sweat that wets their clothes, their uniforms, their feathers. The dust that falls between the winter wind... or rather... the spring breeze. But why? They are all tired, their bodies are in pain, their breath is panting... but they can still shouting with joy.

"What is it?" I replied.

"Afternoon... after school. There's a girl in my class who asked to be introduced to Roberto. Do you want to come?" she asked me.

"Why should I come along? Didn't she want to be introduced to Roberto?" I asked back.

"Well, since I don't want to be the 'third person' between them, you know what I mean right? After all, she likes Roberto." she replied.

"No... I won't." I refused.

"Come on, Blu..." she continued, "Besides, she's a writer, you know...?!"

I'm a little surprised to hear her words, not knowing what to respond...

"I'm sure your chit-chat will fit with her. You can talk about, ah... linguistic style, characterizations or whatever that is." she continued, smiling,"I'm sure you'll get along pretty well."

I'm speechless... unable to answer back...

"Well even though I haven't read her books yet, but I think that's good, isn't it?" she continued, while I was still silent.

"Well then, your silence I'll assume as an answer 'yes'! After school, we'll meet in the park near the lake!" she exclaimed as she ran to her friends who are practicing baseball, because the last tournament for them will start soon.

Not only baseball teams are practicing, soccer teams as well, including Roberto as the captain team...

Roberto, Gracie, and I are childhood friends. The three of us used to play together until sometimes I injured my own talons when I was pushed from 'the bridge of courage', and almost drowned in the river. Well, I used to confront them both.

Nevertheless, those moments can still make me laugh sometimes.

Roberto will start his arrival by playing football, while Gracie will start hers by playing baseball. But, I just stared at them both from a distance...

"A writer, eh?" I mumbled to myself, staring at my tremble wings when I know that the girl is also a writer... because it reminded me of one thing I should have forgotten...

Chapter 1 : White Sheet

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Those white sheets...

And that's it... as you can see, I put the title chapter at the end of the story. It's a bit different, but I hope you guys like it, and get used to. Then, I use Blu's point of view on this story. But maybe later you'll meet the point of view of other characters, and there are some third-person point of view. Hope you guys are not too confused about the changes, because I'll give you a sign about it.

I'm sorry if it's a little boring, and, or... something. But I promise the story will get better as it goes along! Make sure you write your review about this first chapter... give me your first impression about this story. It will help me a lot...!

Last but not least, I'll probably stay focused on this story until it's done. Then, I'll go back to Planet-X early in winter.