Literature
Chapter One - White Wings
Chapter One
White wings
He sat on a bench, music still emanating from the earphones around his head. Different from the sound that was playing previously. notes and riffs and strong power chords entwining together to create the sound of heavy metal had changed to something far softer and gentler. He sat back against the bench, his arms stretched out and his head tilted a little for his eyes to stare at the sky better. Though his eyes weren't open, they still faced the sky, the music, calm and soft flowing from the speakers that rested less then two centimetres from his ear drums. Opening his eyes halfway to block the glare from the sun he s