& The past shall tease us til death

[reita]

Reita huffed letting the hot air of his body into the cold air of the world. He sat on the railing of the train. He whistled a tune of sorrow that was a lullaby to him as a child. He looked toward the entrance where the trains should come in. Instead of trains he found what seemed to be little homes at the entrance. He shook his head, the war had led to this. Shrugging his shoulders he pushed himself off the railing and found himself walking out of the train station and into the dusty roads of the dusty streets of the city.
The city was littered with ruble and trash. It seemed as if the whole town was vacant as Reita stopped and looked making sure no one was following. The wind blew causing his already open trench coat fly open. He turned towards the sun and shook his head. It was only noon. “Crap” he muttered and headed off towards and empty building. He stopped dead in his tracks in front of the building and looked up at it; his father’s old tea shop.
Reita stepped inside through the busted large front window. The place was dusty and mostly burnt. He walked around talking in the surroundings and visualizing how it used to be before the war. He would sit at a table with his legs swinging back and forth as his father bought him tea and cookies that he would devour whole thing; that was when reita actually talked to his father. He shrugged and kicked into the pile of mess and hit his foot on something hard and firm. Bending down he shifted through it and picked up a gold chain with a set of wings connected to it; one white and one black. Reita rubbed it and sighed he felt his checks burn slightly as he blushed trying not to cry. The chain which he held was the only thing that he knew of his mother. Reita set it in his pocket and left the shop as quickly as he came through. He walked off back towards the train station trying to think deeply on where his mother could be.

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