I’ve always wanted to see the future.

I want to know what the future holds. I want to see who I am and what I am ten years from now. I want to see if I have anything to eat tomorrow or what day I will die. If I am still a man and can get married or die a virgin.

But who would have thought that I was asking for just one curse?

“Lina Phoenix” Laramie, the goddess of tears, calls me.

Alissa and I are here today on the mountain of Jeufeng. We fell into a ravine while fleeing a chenoo and unexpectedly, the ravine we interpreted was...