Chapter 31
********************* Bronlee: The old man stared out at the green canopy of leaves, pleasantly in rapture with the flowering lilies and marigolds. He had a smile bent across his face but it didn't hold meaning other than he was content at the moment. He wasn't thinking about his past because he no longer had one. His memories were gone. Taken from dementia, from old age. A man suddenly brought him a plate of food and a cup of hot tea, setting it beside him at a small wooden table. The man seemed familiar to Bronlee like he'd met him once before, long ago...then again, perhaps not. Maybe he didn't know him at all. The man looked at him expectantly as if he wanted a greeting or something. It eventually annoyed Bronlee until he barked at the man to go away and to let him eat in peace. T
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