The boy leaned his body against the trunk of the tree, gazed at the starry, beautiful night sky.

Playback of memories ran across his occupied mind.

A faint smile formed on his face

He missed him. He really missed him.

They had promised to meet again, under the shady oak tree.

So, he waited... And he would always wait for him.

He believed that sooner or later, the awaited day will come.

He took a piece of paper, unscrewing the cap of his favourite fountain pen, and started to express...

His silenced wish.

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