I had been in debt,
With the love, I felt,
I never know it would be this great,
To be beside you, with the fate.
***
THE YEAR 1904, a century away from the present time.
Althea raised her eyebrows from what she had heard and gaped at her place. She swallowed as she heard the wind gusting on the trees as Qing Long knuckled his fists. Althea didn't know what he meant by that, but she knew that it was the lives he had been living off since then. Qing Long walked past ahead of her as he sighed and controlled the tears from coming.
Althea was left hanging by her place, with her confused face, and her white robes draped with sweat all over her body. She was getting nervous every second that passed by, and she swiftly turned around to follow Qing Long. She observed his Magua, and she was bothered to ask her mind if Qing Long was not feeling hot through his clothes.
