I worked my way up from story one to 92, about a lot of them I wanted to write, but what sense is there to comment on stories long gone.
So I broke free of listening my way to the newest and listen to this story, hoping to give praise .....
but then this.
A collection of words nothing more , an empty story, a main character I could not understand or feel with, this was one of the most useless
stories.
But I promised myself to write this time, so here it is.
Maybe it is because this story touches some things that are not fantasy but more american, and if, as a foreigner like me, you dont understand
America than the story has no chance to give me something.