Goomer sighed when he saw Douglas wiggle at the bottle of wine he had in hand. Why he was drowning himself in alcohol for weeks surpasses Goomer. Douglas has never been one to brood over something for too long.

　　He is more of an optimist who is quick to move on from a disaster. But nothing seems to be the same anymore.

　　"Would you like to run in the woods, my Lord?" Goomer inquired.

　　Douglas chewed on an empty mouth. Sitting up, he squinted his eyes at ...