When things gets out of control, you just suddenly find yourself getting along with the flows. I'm waiting the day that Viscos and Frere will come to get me, anytime soon, I'm sure of it. I just don't know what's with the sudden delay. Frere already know where I am, he have been finding me that he even use his seal just to declare a search for me- and now that I'm here, he should grab it as a chance to chained me and drag me back home.
What I am not sure is... if I am really ready to face Frere again after a long years of not seeing him.
"Is he that confident that I couldn't run anymore? " I whisper to myself with a hint of sarcasm in my tone while busy painting.
As usual, my hands are full of paint stain. I look so messy, but who cares right?
