January

Zephne Frost walked back to the huge floor-to-ceiling window and looked at it carefully.
The huge, clean floor-to-ceiling windows, inlaid with high-end crystal glass, look like a beautiful painting.
Zephne Frost stretched out her slender green fingers, gently stroked the glass, a glimmer of hope in her eyes.
The sunlight from outside came in and hit Zephne Frost, making her feel warm.
"Zephne, there is no one else here now. Tell me, do you like it?"Samwell Bishop paused and asked...