Nakatayo si Arkel sa gilid nga Boho River. Ibinulsa niya ang kamay sa kanyang Armani suit jacket and breathed in the fresh, clean air. He stuck his hands in his Armani suit jacket and breathed in the fresh, clean air. Calmness seeped through his body as he stared at his beloved mountains, and once again, he knew this was where he belonged.
Ten years ago, hindi kilala ang river na ito at tapanan lang ng basura. Eventually, investors saw the potential of the area and began to throw money into a dream of restoration.
Arkel and his uncle watched the project carefully and bided their time. Somehow, they had both suspected the opportunity would finally come for Dreamscape to profit locally. The first daring person to open a bar in the area began to draw a new crowd who wanted to have a beer an
