Why Are My Dreams Realistic?

Chapter 28 : Seraphim's World : (part 7)

‘Ding!’

‘Ding!’

‘Ding!’

The sound of the first bell in the morning to the city of Zekishtalian awaits a brighter day in the joyous city that brings life to every corner of the town. The smell of freshly cooked food comes from the chimneys of every house, waking up to cook for their loved ones. The smell of freshly brewed coffee on the first street lies Zero waiting for Seraphim early in the morning.

He was sitting at the last table on the east side of the street—Zero lying in waiting for Seraphim for the second bell of the church and carefully looking at the faces of everyone that walks in the road that has their face covered with a cloth, eagerly waiting, taking little bites between the long bread that he bought in the coffee shop.

As he looks in between the people that pass by, he gives time to look at the clock tower to see if it is already noon.

‘Tick…’

‘Tock…’

‘Tick…’

‘Tock…’

Many were looking at Zero as they found him weird. The customers and also the servers were all g