Mark

The boy looked up at the sky. It was so blue today and the clouds seem to beckon him to sleep. He closed his eyes and felt the warmth of the sun on his face. He didn't hear anything - a low buzz drowned out everything. He could smell the street and the people moving about him. He opened his eyes and watched the ground dance at their feet. He tasted thick smoke and metal. He smiled - so warm today. He felt free.