Do we meet again? Or part ways?

darkness, my body, my soul, my thoughts, even every speck of my imagination.I can't tell which is reality and which is a dream, day or night.His cool body was within reach, and his scent lingered in...eroom under the stairs.A white-haired old man peered out from the darkness."Grandpa" Tangtang called out in a dazed manner.Gurgling... a head rolled out, with half the monster's body hanging from its...