The cold winds of morning blew by as the sun rose. “Zilan! Wake up,” whispered Solmo as he nudged Zilan awake. “Wha… is it!” murmured Zilan as he slapped Solmo’s hand away. Solmo then stood up and opened the curtains of the room, allowing the bright sunlight in. “I need a favor.” “Fine! I’ll do it but please, leave me …

An – Hello to all, emeraldragon here. I am but a humble author who hopes you enjoy my work 🙂 “Hey Solmo, stop dawdling and come help out.” shouted a broad-chested middle-aged man. Solmo ignored the shout and continued chatting with a fairly beautiful young lady in a corner of the restaurant. “Ah! That useless son of mine, he doesn’t …

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