– You’ve made a sail for her out of the cover of your air balloon. And now you will never be able to fly away from this nice island. Isn’t it exactly that you wanted so much?
He kept asking himself, but didn’t answer, not being sure in anything now. He spent the whole day on the shore, persuading himself that he just likes looking at the ocean. In fact, he hopelessly believed, that she would come back. That night was the first time, when he didn’t look at the sky. The same as the following nights either.
The summer with its short nights and sunset glows was coming to an end. The days were getting shorter, while the ocean was getting wild with its steep waves. The birds were flying over the island hurrying to south, the green trees and bushes have acquired yellow shades. The autumn was coming.
The winter has come with its severe storms and hurricanes. Blasts of wind were blowing away the palm leaves from the hut’s roof and throwing some silly parrots, trying to fly, faraway at the ocean. All leaving creatures were hiding somewhere, waiting for the storms to come over.
Only the boy each day came to the shore standing there for a long time staring at the ocean. Sometimes he was lying on the sand with his eyes closed thinking about something. At nights he made a fire and kept it burning till morning. He was waiting. He was hoping and waiting that she would ever come back.
Waiting for her for the whole eternity, that was ahead of him.
