Mason was well known for not being outgoing and was always spending time to himself. One day as he walked home alone—headphones in ear—he saw a man waving to him. He ran over right away thinking that the man was in danger, but the man just handed him an object that just slid into his hand, so light that it felt like it wasn’t actually there. The scruffy looking man nodded and carried on in another direction. Mason was left bewildered and staring at it, full of creases and wrinkles. Then a gust of wind pushed it out of his hand flying in the night sky, rising and then falling, swaying and spiraling. Meanwhile, Mason ran after this flying object, soon losing it when a few more appeared in the night sky battling for a spot in the night sky, until it made a soft landing on the side of the road.
It took a while for me to figure it out, but when you explained it I loved the simplicity.
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