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Chapter 43: Children of the moon
“What’s up?”
I gulped the last drop of wine from the goblet and didn’t bother turning around to face the newly entered person of the room. What for? Just basing on the voice and tone, there’s no doubt its brother. Eager for a bed time story.
“What part?” I spouted, returning a question with a frank straight tone.
“The exciting part, perhaps?” he answered, pulling the chair parallel to mine and sat down taking the bottle of wine. “I mean… I want to know what matters you do now remember. Maybe I can help you, Adri.”
“The sunset looks delicate here. What do you think, brother?”
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