Flying across the long waters of Tokyo, Michael fell from the sky yet again, this time dropping flat on the green meadows of karakura grasslands. Far from the main city, it was peaceful, quiet enough from the busy streets and the thoughts that corrupted his head.
Laying his back flat on the ground was somewhat nostalgic, he had no memories, but his body felt secure about laying there, he was at ease, and after so long, he fell asleep, caressed by the wind, tickled by the flying dandelions till the sun which was gone, went up back, and now it was day, the bright golden light touching his skin and everything out into the far beyond.
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