PREVIEW
... pale gray, slowly turning orange with the rise of the sun.
In Merlin’s shocked and unprepared gaze, An Su’s Guardian Angel’s thin lips parted lightly,
"The first strike, to sever all evil."
The choir’s enchanting hymn sounded once again, the Holy Light descended in abundance, the brilliant stardust fell, and the sacred and archaic murmur ’Shariputra, all dharmas are empty’ echoed once more.
Even Merlin couldn’t understand at first—who could have expected that the ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE