【生肉搬运】鸟雀Passerine 第七章（下）(55)

So when a winged man would appear from the north, days or years or eons from now, he would find a familiar stone around the neck of a child that he would recognize right away by the familiar shape of their smile, and he would know he was home. 
He had a life before this. A mother, a father, a home. Sisters, and brothers. But what he had now was alright, too.