Job
“I want to visit them again, Carvill,” Micah said, looking at the man in front of him. “Shall we turn the carriage around then?” “No. I want to visit them but … I don’t want to see them.” Micah said with a deep, deep sigh that seemed to come from the depths of his soul. “Not right now, anyway.” Carvill furrowed his brows at this boy in front of him. There is something not right about Roshi, I don’t know what that might be but he is not someone I know to not want to meet with his parents. He is always ready to meet them. Something is not right about these past days. Ever since he gave those orders, Roshi has become a little bit … concerning, to say the least. “You have been staring at me for the past couple of seconds, Carvill,” Micah said, looking at the man from the corner of hi
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