Ursprungligen skrivet av Steam Store:

After losing his dream to a bicycle racing accident, Aoi Minase returns to his hometown. With no hope left of where to go from hereon out, Aoi meets Kotori Habane, a young girl stuck in a wheel chair with a flat tire. On that hill of windmills begins Aoi's story of youth, friendship and flying.

Upon witnessing a glider drift above, Aoi sets forward on a journey to realise the dream everyone has as a child. Working together with Aoi’s childhood friend Ageha Himegi, the main characters of this visual novel begin rebuilding the Soaring Club, which was just about to be disbanded. These beginners take hold of their passion, overcoming failures and obstacles from the school to put their all into building a glider.

Their ultimate goal to fly through the "morning glory", a special weather phenomenon that enables a special type of roll-shaped cloud that appears in the morning when the conditions are just right.

Join Aoi on this journey as he learns about the sky, his female friends and more.

Ursprungligen skrivet av Shun:

About 10 years go I happened to read a short story, or possibly it was fictional, that inspired me a lot in life and it turns out to be right, undoubtedly right. The heroine, a girl in that story came back to my mind even so many years passed by when I play the game この大空に、翼をひろげて- If my heart had wings.

The heroine in the story was a young girl, who somehow had something in common with Kotori. The girl was obsessed with ballet while she was concerned with her looking and ability, shedding tears by the riverside all day long. The only question was if she could be able to be a real ballet performer someday when she grew up. She would twirl around and around in the field of wild flowers. Dreams did exist, but when she woke up, all these were just remembered as a dream. That's what happened to her, and actually what happened to most of us.

Same as Kotori, to be more precise, the group of juveniles who fight to overcome the difficulties and finally set off the soaring in the skies.

With years rolling by, I began to realize that it was something inside of me. Some dreams we had were never nurtured and cared for, so they slowly died. It's not that we wanted them to die, but we allow them to die. Fortunately these guys did not allow their dream to die, they did it. The soaring was spreading it's wings in the skies.

The story is not long but quite impressive and understandable. That's what I believe, the IMHHW would be supposed to tell.