The Legend of the Wh

A trickle of warmth slid down the corner of my eye, and my strength began to drain away. I wanted to say something, but my throat was dry and scratchy, making it impossible to speak. If I didn't speak now, there would be no more chance.,With his last breath, he let out a sigh and his hand slid helplessly from her face.,First, use enough patience to wait for the right time.。