C82 What Should Come Would Eventually Come.!
The New World's landscapes were nothing short of breathtaking.
Bai Le rode his cherished motorcycle along the deserted East Ocean highway, his next destination: Wingston.
The robust, crimson sunset bathed his back, infusing the passing scenery with a scarlet hue.
Flanking the simple concrete road were endless grasslands and swathes of white blossoms.
As the sun dipped into the sea
