Zhan Cheng started to ask around in the town the very same day. He hadn’t told anyone yet that Gongliang Ye had been able to help him with his problem. He didn’t want to put even more attention on the witch. Even though being helped by him should have a positive effect, after what had …
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SoN (3): The Witch’s Dance (6)
It took a whole week for Zhan Cheng to feel somewhat normal again. At this time, he was finally able to visit some of the other towns in the vicinity to stock up on a few more supplies even though he felt completely drained after each visit. Looking at everything that he had gathered, Zhan …
SoN (3): The Witch’s Dance (5)
By the time the rice had finished cooking, Zhan Cheng wasn’t doing that much better. When Gongliang Ye came over and helped him up, Zhan Cheng realized that he was probably right: Even though the witch was quite tall, he clearly lacked physical strength. That so-called help that he was currently rendering him really didn’t …
SoN (3): The Witch’s Dance (4)
The witch put on the mask and then got up, still chanting faintly. His voice reverberated in the small hut, the sound low and a little rough around the edges, maybe even husky. He slowly stepped toward the tub, each movement resonating with an intangible energy that made Zhan Cheng feel trepidation. His heart raced …
SoN (3): The Witch’s Dance (3)
The witch faintly raised his brows when he saw that there were more than the ingredients he had actually written down. He raised his gaze to Zhan Cheng, silently asking for an explanation. Zhan Cheng’s ears reddened when he was looked at like that. "That … Well, as I said, they didn’t really seem to …
The Days to Come
Author's Note:We don’t talk about death and grief often enough even though they are something that affects everyone. Our own mortality seems like a concept that is far away and so does that of the people around us. And you can grieve more than just people: the chances you missed, the opportunities and the life …
SoN (3): The Witch’s Dance (2)
Unfortunately for Zhan Cheng, this whole matter had agitated him so much that he had trouble falling asleep even after realizing that this ghost that was haunting him could somehow be repelled by the satchel the witch had given him. Still, when morning finally arrived, he felt better. He might not have been able to …
SoN (3): The Witch’s Dance (1)
The wood crackled in the fireplace, filling the room with a tart scent, the smoke burning in Zhan Cheng’s throat. He cleared it, trying to get rid of the discomfort but he didn’t quite manage. He raised his brows at the witch on the other side of the counter, hoping that he would get his …
SoN (2): Where Sun and Rain Meet (5)
Since that day, the two of them had met him regularly. At first, it was mostly Bao Feng Yu who would go to Yang Guang’s palace, sitting with him for a few hours. Yang Guang had become a little self-conscious when they spent so much time and he wasn’t able to talk like all the …
SoN (2): Where Sun and Rain Meet (4)
The next day soon came and both Yang Guang and Bao Feng Yu were excited about their meeting today. Yang Guang got up early and rushed to the portal that he had taken yesterday, already going to the mortal world in the morning. It wasn’t that he had misremembered the time but he just couldn’t …
Yan Su Su 