Short Story (Cerpen)

Green Sky

Category: Fiction Fantasy Short stories

Title: Green Sky

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Once, I met a shooting star. I asked him, 'Hey, do you want to meet the green sky?'

He replied, 'Green sky? What're those?'

'The sky where you can fly free. I'd like you to go there if I've found him.'

He was surprised and ignored me. He swam away from me. Swimming in the blue sky. I want him to swim in the green sky.

On a cold morning, I found birds playing around the clouds. A cloud that looks sweet. Then they ate the cloud, enjoying its delicacy.

'Hey, come with us, ' bring the bird to me.

'Sorry, I can't, ' I replied. 'I would rather eat the clouds in the green sky.'

'Green sky? What're those?' Ask the bird.

'Yes, green sky, I will take you there when I find it, to enjoy the delicious cotton clouds, ' I replied.

The bird looked astonished and then ignored me. I'd love to go with him, but I can't.

While walking on the river bank, I saw my reflection reflected from the clearness of the water so bright. It radiated so stunningly when behind it was a blue sky. I want to see him.

'You want to play with me?' Bring along.

'Sorry, I can't. I can't go in there, ' Reject me.

'Why?' The reply.

'I want you to be in the green sky, ' I replied.

'I'll take you there if I find it, ' I replied.

After that I let it. I want to play with him, but I can't. I want to see it again when I've found the green sky.

I searched, kept looking. Ask her to and fro. To someone and some people. He said, 'Have you ever heard of green skies?' Or, 'Have you ever seen a green sky?' No one answered yes. I keep trying.

I'm trying to find him. I don't know when I'll meet him. Then they laughed at him. How stupid of me. How I seek the unheard and seen by them. Even so I don't want to regret it. I never did, but I'm still going to look for him.

Even if they're sorry, I don't want to regret it. Just once, I wanted to find it and then take a shooting star swimming there. Inviting the birds to eat a very delicious cotton cloud and invite my shadow to play in the reflection of the river water. In the green sky.

'Young man, we've met, ' said someone.

'Really? Why doesn't anyone say they've heard or seen you?' my many.

'I'm not anywhere, ' he replied. 'Enough is enough in your mind and only once do we meet. That's not it, what do you want?'

'true. But I don't want to regret it. I want them to see you anyway. Only once, ' I replied.

'I am old enough to meet so many people. Sorry, I can't linger meeting you, ' he replied.

'Before I go home, can I ask you something?' My love.

'What is that?' The reply wants to know.

'I want you to give my greetings, to the shooting star I took swimming in the green sky, to the bird I took with me a very delicious cotton cloud in the green sky, and to my shadow reflected in the waters of the river that wants to play with me in the green sky. I want you to convey my greetings, that I have found a green sky, ' I asked.

'Of course, why not?' The answer.

'Thank you for meeting me, even if only once, ' I said.

What the hell did I get? What did I lose? Never mind, I don't have to regret it. I've found her. He was old and no one was watching him anymore. Even so, he's pretty good. He doesn't want anyone to find him, but he'll come to the person who's looking for him. Though never heard or seen, he was quite kind, and he did not want to regret it. He left something to me. He wanted me to keep looking for him, even though there was no second time, even though I had found him, he did not want them to regret that they had never met him, the green sky. I want to go back to how it used to be, when the sky was green back then.