Chapter 13丨New Suit, New Style

Conor had the driver drop him off at the Cochan Mall on the southeast end of the city’s central square. Mr. Miros was waiting for him near the stone lions at the mall entrance.

“These will make amazing stock photos! Many ads can be made with something like this!” exclaimed Miros.

“That is excellent Mr. Miros!”

“Just call me Peter, after all, we are about the same age. It just feels weird to be called Mr. Miros all the time,” he chuckled.

“Fair enough. In that case, call me Conor.” Conor shook hands with Peter and then pointed down a side alley.

“If you come over this way, I think you will be impressed.”

Down the side of the mall, a huge mural had been graffitied onto the wall, depicting massive dragon wings. If one stood before them, you could almost feel as if the wings sprouted from your shoulders and prepared to sweep you into the sky.

“This… This right here will sell the world over,” Peter exclaimed, already snapping photos.

Conor walked up to the wings, placing his hand i