The boy, too tired to even lift his head and look at Thymos, had asked the God if he was there to take the last thing he had left from him. Thymos asked him what it was, and the boy had picked a bloodied knife from the ground.
"Good morning Zell!"
Didn't make sense not to live for fun
"What?"
She started toward the hallway.
Catrina's smile faltered for a moment. Michael never left his door open...what could have caused this?
***
Thinks he's God's gift to the world just 'cause his dad's got money.
"Terima kasih, jadi apakah saya dapat tinggal di desa ini" Logi menatap kepala desa.
"Yes!!!" The powerful man said while keeping his eyes fixed on the sky.
"Is it about the London thing?" I knew it was. What else could it be?
Time passed and the rain was fading, the two sat quietly watching the rain through the panoramic window, they knew they had to talk, but they also thought the silence was good.