He woke up again, but this time he was not Luca, but
Emery looked around, he was in a carriage that was luxurious and well-equipped, with soft seats made of leather, and the wood seemed to be mahogany or something, black irons fastened the carcass, the windows were made of refined and transparent glass, with a red velvet curtain.
Hello dear readers!
Here I am again! I didn't disappear.
Thanks for the comments and for replying to you, yes I am feeling better.
I was supposed to publish it before, but like it or not, the fight against depression is daily, there are days when I win and there are days when I lose.
Today I won!
Anyway, let's travel through memories/dreams about the ghost town. Who knows when Emery returns to the city he will meet these characters again.
SEE YA!