If my usual days go by taking care of paperwork, training, and other things that make it difficult for me to sleep. This is that last day. For the next few months, I'll be free from taking care of the paperwork.
My father's going to take care of it, and Willian's running it, setting it up. His job will keep him busy.
Maybe he'll scream in between his jobs. Then Bastian would overcome it with friendly eyes full of suspicion and pressure.
Tanka yawned beside me. Four hours drive and he doesn't fly makes her tired. She said that her wings were very numb if they didn't fly long enough. That's why I told her to fly in a horse-drawn carriage.
I turned over the book I read. A light book, about all the legends to pass the time on. After talking to Verion for quite some time I chose to read the book, then he looked at the mystical egg his father had given me.
