THREE YEARS, FIVE MONTHS LATER.
I was cladded in a black tank top and flannel T-shirt. My jean was tight and black too and my boots shares the same color as I marched through the hall very confidently and with style.
With Proper posture, you'd say, with my hands out of your pockets, not too fast, not too slow, Step spacing – a medium stride.
At last, I arrived before the fine door and without knocking I pushed it open.
Under my eyes was the beautiful comfy living room that boasted of floral paintings and luxury.
With my brilliant green eyes darting around, I perceived the scent of the Luna Queen without making too much effort.
She is around somewhere. When I heard about her call I have been so elated and at the same time Doubtful.
What if she failed to release me? It has been
