Et Cetera

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He seemed to have had a long dream - but how was it different from his everyday life? Uki woke up slowly and sighed quietly by the bar, the annoying pointer still walking ecstatically, not far from the dream he once missed.

 

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Among the people who came and went at the bar at night, he was the only one who was quiet and tired, but he couldn't stop circling. In order to get the pity of that little light, only the lonely cool metal reflected his powerlessness. 

 

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The smile at the corners of his mouth was perfectly calculated like a mask, and he ate carefully just to squeeze into that special performance costume. With a pull and a push followed by a red tap sound, the dark wood grain smoothed out his edges and corners. And then there is endless sadness. 

 

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He shouldn't be here, he shouldn't just be here, he shouldn't, not fit, not just stay on this stage without applause and dance alone with his grief; he wants to move forward, wants to step out more One step, but just as he thought about it, his center of gravity fell unsteadily to the floor.

 

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He had failed this move at least eight times, and Uki, who was ready to accept the pain, closed his eyes in preparation, but the next second he found himself falling into the cloud.

 

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For a few seconds, he seemed to remember something-the past happiness and warmth surrounded his memory like a stream of water, and there seemed to be a little cheering and screaming in the clips, as well as chirping and chatting in various languages. Noisy and waiting. 

 

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"We'll see you again, right?" the children asked, wide-eyed under the tree.

 

"Yes. I'm from the future, have you forgotten?"

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Forgot?

 

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Forgot...?

 

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Forget—no, he forgot that he was never alone, and suddenly he opened his eyes to find himself sitting in front of the computer screen, facing the microphone and the animation ready to play, his chest aching He and his fingertips showed nervousness, and in a daze, he suddenly heard a strange noise from another screen. 

 

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But he was suddenly relieved.

 

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In the midst of the incomprehensible message he heard the sound of notes jumping - maybe they were trying to let him know who was coming, he unconsciously bent the corner of his mouth and thought, and then there was a shake on the screen. 

 

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"Do you live far away?"

 

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"It's far, far. " Uki replied with a smile. "It's a planet with many stories. It's beautiful, blue, and sad." 

 

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"If you go back, can you find your way?"

 

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"There is a legend on our planet that if you get lost, you look up, and there is always a star that can lead you in the right direction." 

 

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——I finally found the right direction. 

 

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"Finally got in touch, I miss you too." Uki said with a smile after confirming that his voice could be transmitted, "Long time no see. Thank you for your greetings from 440 light-years away." 

 

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And this time, let him write down the unfinished dream for the time being.