#Chapter38

HER TEAR STAINED FACE

It was past midnight yet Ash was still sitting beside the pond as he was getting trouble sleeping.

He relaxed his mind by sitting alone in the dark, silence and watching small fishes as they swam around the pond, the low and faint splattering sound of the water felt calming to the mind.

After a while, Ash got up to return home as he noticed the time. He lazily strolled down the dark, empty streets.

It was an unpleasantly cold winter's night; dark, mystifying, the moon was sheltered by the murky looming clouds.

Ash felt somewhat anxious and uneasy, he fastened his face and lifted...