'She would die at the age of sixty-three. She lived a full life so don't be that sorry for her'
Azief did not say anything.
'It is getting depressing isn't it?' The Creator said wistfully.
Azief sighed
'I should have been there with her. I should have sought for her. I am a father and I have never touch my son, never call his name and never guided him' Azief then closes his eyes.
He and Sofia once talked about having a baby. But, they both did not think it was wise. Not because they don't want it but because he has to many enemies.
And Sofia also has her own enemies.
They both agreed that they will wait until peace came.
But, peace never came. If peace is meant by the lack of war between the world powers, then that is the peace of the common people.
But not for him. Azief enemies are numerous. Some of them are in the dark and some of them are in the open.
