Aug 6, 2016
Home is the place your heart is
Will was sitting on the sand by the beach, watching as the tiny waves crashed against his toes. It was a pleasant afternoon, and he closed his eyes to enjoy the sun on his face.
The sun, the sea, the wind, the laughter of children playing all around him, the smell of fied food in the air. All these tiny things filled him with a sort of happiness that he had never known in Heaven.
He did miss the sky, and the flying. There was no way he could just fly around mundanes so he’d given up his wings long ago, but it was worth it, he thought. It was worth it.
