Thud!
The sole of a foot gently tapped the ground.
Casio sped off, his hands scratching against the trees, and made a slight turn. Astonishingly, he already appeared on the main road outside, his shoes stepping on the hard concrete.
A glide of ten meters, rather effortless.
Looking up at the sky, tiny stars twinkled and sparkled. The white-jade colored crescent moon hung high in the heavens. The soft, glowing light gracing a man's shoulders, accompanied by the chilly evening breeze, gave a feeling of tranquil peace, an unnamed silence in the heart.
Ahead, a black streetlight stood beside the street.
The dim light vaguely illuminated the leaves scattered on the driveway, as a few tufts of grass struggled to grow in the cracks between the concrete.
Casio took a few steps forward and then stopped.
