Sunday, June 11, 2006

The Tale of the Windmill: Part 2

As a child the boy would come and sit among the windmills almost every day. He would always wear jeans, a blue windbreaker, and a blue denim cap that smelled of dust and beer. However, as time went by, the boy's visits to the windmills became less frequent, until he would only be seen on the hill of the windmills once or twice a year during time where he felt sentimental, or on rare dates.
There came a time in the boys life when he had to trade in his blue denim cap for a green helmet, and leave his home, and leave the windmills. He boarded a ship that went across the ocean. The windmills were left on the hill to spin when the wind came.

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