The strawberry haired youth recounted the clues that he had found and begun with his deduction, "This is what I can picture out..."
Dawn had already enveloped the night, the sun would be rising soon and the day of a hardworking person would start.
The man couldn't sleep as he spent his time drinking a glass of wine. He just took it out from his wine cellar which contained liquors that were decades old. Well, it could be said, the older the wine, the sweeter it could be.
He was a wine lover and he cherished the most his time with his wine. It was already three in the morning and the cold wind could be felt through his cream-colored sweater despite it was a bit thick. The early morning air was so fresh that the man was so at peace while enjoying his time.
He looked out of his window and darkness just stretched outside the almost daybreak. He wished he could stop time and not busy himself after this.
