047: Replacement

The swing continued to move gently as if it was gently rocking a baby inside the cradle.

She said nothing.

She just tightly clutched the chains and continued swinging until the friction eventually caused it to stop.

I had been looking as far as the eye could see while the sounds of the rusty chains swinging acted as a sort of background music. When the sound stopped, I looked at Ito.

She was still clutching the chains but the swing was not in motion and her feet were touching the ground.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing. It just felt a little nostalgic.”

“Nostalgic?”

She looked around the park. Her eyes showing nostalgia. She was happy, reliving the memories then suddenly she looked sad as she realized that memories were all that she had now.

She gave me a cursory glance from over her shoulders and just like how I was gazing at the blue yonder, she intently gazed at it. As if her memorie

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