Floats
Charoen My concentration got broken twice. I am simply repeating the words of the mantra, but since I am not thinking deep enough, the words have become mere artificial objects. To attack Rohan, I need to send the spirits to the train again. But before that I will concentrate on Rohan’s past. And then it happens. Surrounded by curling mist, two beings appear. The smoky beings. The lady points her finger to her left and a house with a yard appears into view. Dream one: A boy of three years, he is in his father’s lap, and they are in the yard. His father lifts him up, shows him the blue marble that has got hidden in the few strands of straw on the asbestos roof of the store room. The child picks up the blue playing marble, but finds it broken. Dream two: The boy is now four years
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