He had lived as long as his memories allowed him to remember. He had witnessed thousands of wars, cities rose and fell, countries were defeated and victorious, and so much more. He remembered every single detail. Then, he saw her as she walked down the muddy road in her dark brown dress with a basket of apples. Every time she passed a beggar, she gave an apple to that person. Her spirit and enthusiasm for helping the needy people had gone unnoticed, but that didn’t bother her. Every day, it would be the same. A basket of apples. The more he watched her, the more he was intrigued by her. Maybe there was still kindness in the world of mortals.“Who are you watching?” a soft-spoken person asked him.Stefano bowed in respect, “Moon Goddess, I do not expect to meet you here.”
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