The back of an old man is on a rocky beach.
"Come out my friend. I know you are here." The old man's walking stick tapped on a stone.
And then, a circle of blue mist rises up around it. Converging into a tall, humanoid creature. What a terrible creature! Its extremities look like curved trees. Its face is like the moon. White and potholes. Three big holes on that white rock. Deep and black, no one can see the end of them. Can I call them eyes and mouth? Well, I don't think so. Long and messy beard Interlocking like the grass without fix over a hundred years.
"I'm not your friend" The monster's voice was so muffled and loud. Like the thunder from hell. "You tricked me into this beach for so many years，now you come here and called me your friend acting like an innocent man. You think it's just a normal joke?"
"I was a lot cooler back then than you are now. Look at yourself, Stray hairs，no light eyes, and a violent heart." The old man stood in front of the monster. His thin body looks so tall and strong. His eyes held a slight tinge of disappointment
"I will going to kill you! Evil devil!"
"Ho ho, look at me and you. Tell me: Who is the devil?" The old man's voice is not loud, but the monster put down his arms and stopped shouting. Obviously, the old man won the debate.
"It's time to let go of some things. Don't let hatred consume you, Mr. White."
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汉森的故事
FantasyHansen is a normal fisherman. He work hard and survive. But one day, a strange smell attract him to a strange beach. In there, he remembered some bad memories......
