Bab 342: The Message

Zane looked down at the fish scale. Etched on the shimmering scale were three runes intricately linked together. They moved, pulsing with a faint glow.

Zane had a lot he wanted to say to Phoenix. He leveled up, he got a new skill, and he went for a wine tasting at a winery. He wanted to complain about the Murim dungeon and brag about the blood he carted off. He wanted to tell him so much that it felt like his heart was bursting with all the emotions he wanted to express to his lover.

Damn!

Why was his eyes leaking now? He rubbed his reddened eyes before lowering his hand.

Those pictures about different pastries, and those complaints about the most ridiculous plots in his movies. Zane missed all of them so much.

It was night and the light in the Match had lowered appropriately. The warmth was just right, quite similar to the sunlight at the start of winter- similar to Phoenix.