When I growup
*Excerpt* "I am thinking of taking out a loan," I rolled my eyes, and thought to myself secretly, 'what an idiot but I can help this idiot!' I began with my lecture, educating a dedicated 'servant' is the duty of the 'master'. "A loan from a bank takes around 30 years to pay off, but if you rob a bank you are out in 10," "Ah...erm...Di'ordi what's with your head?" I felt puzzled by this, I mean my logic is sound! you don't have to worry about food and shelter in prison. I mean my 'servant' is decent enough to become a big boss while in prison. "Nothing, I robbed a bank a while back but my accomplice got caught the fool spent 10 years in prison but now she's out and living well." Ah, my last life but she will never know. "f*ck!" "No need to spout such filthy words, I haven't beaten you to a pulp or anything," -- Di'ordi had lived a fulfilling life and died beside the man she loved and surrounded by the men who secretly loved her. Of course, those men had been repeatedly suppressed for the past hundred years but because they are in fact his shattered soul made flesh weakening him, he had granted them a boon to stay by her side as her friends. Upon her death, his fracture souls were then bonded to her wandering soul and followed her to the thousands of light-years away planet to be reborn and join her once again. The issue is, it became a bit complicated due to her siblings and other circumstances. --- *Disclaimer notice: the cover is not mines, credit to the original owner* original novel~ please vote, thank you~ WPC February event~
cocoa tea
This scent could not be forgotten. I ain't held deeper closing my eyes relax say I really feeling a sign of pleasure. I would never believe in all my new life at a distance that I will be able to smell, see and taste such wonderful things again. Especially this. In my last life, before my aunt passed away and I was later brought from the island; I remember early in the morning on and beat this Sheila get up and she would carefully make this for me, I would wait to the aroma of this wonderful scent that was simply filled my entire form with warmth and love.
She would wear an apron, down by the stove at the ingredients steroid with a wooden spoon, while humming a low Folk tune. It felt what I sat there and stared at that brown liquid as if I was about home again and I could see and hear her it was such a wonderful memory that a tear fell from my eye and I could not help but reach forward and hold the flag in my hand then inhale deeply.