Because the mill was rebuilt from a real abandoned mill, the original appearance of the building was preserved. The blue-gray stone walls were not painted, but the original moss was removed. Some walls still retain the pits and pits they once had, and Madison's decoration style is rough enough, making the entire interior of the mill look like a cold-toned grotto.
The sunlight shines through the small windows, although it doesn't make people feel dark. Even though it's summer, it's not warm at all.
Sires walked directly towards Briar who was standing motionless at the door of the mill. He put his arm around the other person's shoulders and stepped into the sunshine. The people behind them put down the coffee prepared by the mill employees and silently followed the two people away. Trouble, just left.
"So..." Leon had already rushed in front of Zach when he walked out of the office. His open arms flinched under Zach's sidelong glance and he held them in front of his chest. "It's so exciting!" The demon kept his distance. , looking at the vampire with a pale face full of admiration.
"Mike!" Leon, realizing that he would be in trouble for disturbing Zach, turned to his own kind, "I'm so jealous! You can actually be with Zach!"
The aliens were not the only ones in the mill. Madison frowned, watching the staff around him pause like frozen statues. Leon's eyes were dark, and he pulled Mike around excitedly, "Can you feel it? That turning point, The undertaking, the presentation... everything is so perfect! No wonder we are jealous of vampires! They are the masters of manipulating people's hearts!"
"Release them." Zach didn't bother to look at this guy and walked towards Benjamin. Vampires don't like to carry human ashes.
The humans in the mill resumed their actions, pressing their chests in surprise, panting and shaking their heads to get rid of the sudden feeling of suffocation.
"Don't come over here. I won't touch that thing." Benjamin glanced at Zach and hugged his shoulders, "Matthew too."
Zach curled his lips helplessly and turned to Madison. Before the employee, who had a disappointed expression on his face, spoke, he tilted his head and motioned towards the office.
come back to the office. Madison actually sat in the guest's seat. Zach was in a bad mood and put the urn on the table, "Go back to your seat."
"Why, this is your property, you're the boss, you're the one making the decisions. That's not my seat."
Sure enough, this guy lost his temper again.
Zach picked up Madison's collar, pushed him behind the desk, and pressed, "This is not what you think. We will not give them a new funeral..."
"Not at all!" It was Leon. The guy pushed past the people in the office and cleverly dragged Mike with him to make sure Zack wouldn't hurt him. He closed the door carefully, and Zach turned his head and lowered his voice with a frown in his eyes, "I'm here to help, um, really."
Zach was too lazy to care about this guy and shook his head. "We're just keeping it for Briar, you name it. I'll put it in the graveyard. They won't come back to trouble me again."
"No, no, no!" Leon had already jumped to Madison's side, holding the man who was unwillingly sitting behind the desk in his arms in a ridiculous manner. "We can't just skip it so simply. Madison wants to know everything! Let me tell you!"
Zach folded his hands on his chest and leaned back in his chair. Let Leon start telling what happened in the office just now. Because Mike explained in a low voice beside him, "Leon is like this. Once you get used to it, you will find that he is a very interesting person."
The strange thing is that when Leon begins to analyze Zach's use of favorability, good intentions, politeness, empathy, fear, and worry, these are the qualities that ordinary people have to smooth things over. Madison's face actually looked better. He squinted at Zach and pursed his lips.
"Did you find it?" Leon patted Madison's back vigorously. "He is the most perfect! The perfect protagonist!"
The conversation seemed to have reached a point where Zach had no clue.
"What are you talking about?" Zach looked at the two people behind the desk. The two guys exchanged glances intensively. When did the relationship between these two people become so harmonious
Zack frowned, waiting for a reply.
Madison thought for a while, "Okay, thank you in advance for solving this matter." He said reluctantly, "But I still don't understand why we have to do this for Briar. This is not ours. wrong."
Zach doesn't want to discuss this issue yet. Anthony already has questions about Madison's management of the mill, and Zach doesn't want to create conflicts. He waved his hand, "It's not our fault, but it doesn't cost us anything. It's just a deposit. I want to know what you were just talking about."
Madison sighed, then pulled out a piece of paper from the drawer and handed it to Zach.
Zach took the leaflet, looked at it, and asked curiously, "'Morris' Writing Guidance,' what is this for?"
"Didn't you say you wanted to find a hobby?" Madison snorted, "This is my hobby."
Zach grinned, looked at Madison with smiling eyes, and said in a declarative tone, "You want to be a writer."
"Yes." Madison pulled the flyer back from Zach's hand. Before he could take it back, Mike, who reached out halfway, took it and studied it carefully.
"Let me tell you!" Leon started dancing, "But Madison encountered a problem! His homework was evaluated as 'empty, meaningless, full of delusions and inconsistent with reality' and so on!"
Madison glared at Leon, but he couldn't refute it. The teacher named Morris seemed to want to highlight his point of view and wrote these comments with red ink, just like the wound on Madison's fragile heart.
"What did you write?" Zach asked with a smile, feeling much happier.
It was still Leon who answered, because Madison lowered his head and his whole body was depressed. Leon raised his head and waved his arms around him, "You know. Some ordinary things, vampires, werewolves, shape-shifters, demons and the like. Everyday life.”
Zach raised his eyebrows. People who write about these subjects have either become the food of the subject matter, or they have become the alien race themselves. The result is that the few remaining stories have become a sentence in religion or mythology, with cherubim guarding the Garden of Eden and fallen angels falling into hell...
"Then, come on." Zach smiled. Apart from these words, he didn't know what to say.
"But!" Leon lay on the desk. He leaned towards Zach and stared into the vampire's eyes seriously, keeping some distance of course, "He encountered a problem!"
Zach began to understand how interesting Leon was. Apart from the initial aversion due to being overly familiar because he was not used to it, he was now able to keep a safe distance very well. Showing his neurosis, "What's the problem?" As we all know, Zach also has a knack for dramatic performances.
"His character! No soul!" Leon said, and then he was amused by himself. He rolled his eyes and shook his head, "You know how much humans abuse this word nowadays, you can understand what I am talking about!"
"Okay." Zach smiled and shook his head, looking at Madison. "Your character is not fleshed out enough. It's like an empty puppet, stiff and without substance."
"Yes! That's it!" Leon moved closer to Madison again, "Look! He knows! What did your teacher say?!" He anxiously turned his palms in front of Madison's face.
"He said, you can't directly write about a person being brave. It's so pale and has no expressiveness at all. What you have to write about is a person who saved someone in front of a runaway bus. This is bravery." Madison repeated mechanically. The teacher's reprimand just threw away the tone and modal particles. It has become a very reasonable teaching, "Words are always just empty superficial descriptions. Only events can become facts and be remembered."
"That's right!" Leon took over again, "What else did he say!" Madison sighed helplessly, and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Leon, "You don't need to come! I'll do it! You don't have any Passion!”
Then the demon walked over to the desk. Pushing up the non-existent glasses on the bridge of his nose, suddenly, his eyes widened, a nervous excitement appeared on his face, and he began to recreate the original scene of 'Morris'.
He stretched out his hand. Pointing forward hard, the volume was so high that Zach frowned.
"You rubbish! Are you taking notes?! Why are you taking notes?! What are you taking notes on? How to write about someone being brave?! That's why you're here!" Lyon, ah no, 'Maurice', He angrily threw down the notes of the people in the first row of class!
He growled, "Who wants to see a brave man! Save an old woman in front of a bus?! Who wants to see this!! You! You want to see it?!"
Mike nodded cooperatively.
"Then why don't you read the newspaper!!" 'Morris' glared at Mike, "Get out! Get out of my classroom!! Don't let me see your face again! Never!!"
Zach raised his eyebrows and glanced at Madison sympathetically.
"What are you going to write?!" 'Morris' seemed to be walking back and forth, his eyes full of provocative inducements, and his body suddenly became smaller. "Conflict!" A long pause, "Tangled!" Breaking point , "Twisted!" paused, "Collision!"...
"Criminals save kittens!" 'Maurice' raised his voice again, "Heroes beat tramps! Fraud syndicates fund the elderly! Police sell drugs! The beautiful princess fell in love with the beast in the forest! The angel who was high in the sky fell into Hell! Werewolves and vampires become friends!…”
"I added this myself!" Leon shouted with excitement. He was in trouble. Zach smiled and waved his hand to continue. An interesting guy indeed.
"This is what you want to write! Those real attributes under the fixed labels! Those unexpected and extreme turns! This is the conflict you need!" 'Morris' is back , he stared ahead, "What are you looking at me for?! Why don't you take notes?! Are you here just for fun?!"
Applause broke out in the silent office, and Zach smiled and clapped his hands, "Madison, he's great."
Madison shook his head wordlessly.
Zach thought for a while and smiled, "So I think I fit in well with what he said, right? Zachary Grande under the label of vampire, a guy surrounded by conflicts, a guy who can obviously rely on the Eyes of Charm The guy who solves everything but plays by human rules.”
Leon's hands were spread out in front of him, "The perfect protagonist." (...)