Cold and blustering as the day was, he still stood outside watching a tree and its leaves partake in the dance of the wind with memories of his own to guide what he saw. Not long is he joined by a friend, who's concerns he pushes away yet again. There are five stages, he was still stuck at stage one. (After Nobita and the Strange Wind-rider.)

It was a continuous cycle, everyone knew the routine- except Nobita, it continued to surprise him over and over again. Today that cycle is broken in one rare moment, but is it really? (Word-prompt, one shot.)

Time flies by when you're having fun! One day it can be sunny, the next it can be rainy! But then, there is a day you turn to look out the window and wish you could turn back the clock, today was one of those days. (Warning: Hints of character death.)

She felt sick, she was trapped. Constantly counting away the days, and it soon felt like bliss. Every slice, she smiled and she cried. Why couldn't she be free again? (Warning: This one-shot story contains cutting.)