A Love Letter From The Future – Chapter 678

8. Last Words (52) Tap, and like a thread attached to a needle, a bundle of old memories unraveled. It wasn’t my memory. This contradictory sensation—unfamiliar yet familiar—before I knew it, the scenery of a vast land was unfolding across my retinas. The eastern part of the continent was famous for its vast and fertile plains. This region, called the...