Fated to the full Moon.

t also a complex tapestry of unrest, tribal conflicts, and epidemics that have plagued the region for over a century. This

t no longer resembles the angelic garments that symbolize hope and healing; instead, it con

n, but the situation remains dire. The saying goes that a clever woman can't cook without fire, and here, the lack of medical resources and supplies proves just as crippling. Essential medications are not just hard to find-they a

the precipice of life and death, their hopes extinguished by the absence of effective medicine. This profound s

rsweet smile spreads across my face as I turn to Edward, who stands quietly behind me. "You know what?" I say, my voice laced

ecalling the man named Jared and the indescribable bond we shared. In that moment, all he

ue, "We can't go on like this. Without the necessary medicine, we

ing and local government subsidies. With a bit of luck, we might gather enough resources, bu

is movement's slow but determined. I hop off the railing and

k. Rickie, you will leave tomorrow to purchase the much-needed medicines," M

y high. Even if we place a large order, it's challenging to negotiate lower costs when demand is so cr

While alternative medications might not provide immediate results, they can help manage the progression of the disease. If we encounter obstacles

of sadness that I have little to take with me-just the portable inspection instrument I always carry and a single, worn pair of jeans. The condition

idge, and send a message to William and a few friends before boarding the flight.

hn is here too." A smile spreads across my face at the mention of John, a frien

e a card from my wallet, and check my balance, feeling a sense of satisfaction at the figure displayed. After graduation, I and a few colleagues established an offshore medical institution abroad, cateri

than those in my own card, but I hesitate to use it. That card represents the monthly financial support from Azriel, a friend w

face appears gaunt, too thin from the burdens he carries. A blanket of the same colour covers his legs, providing some comfort as he gazes quietly

and the frost in his hair reveal a life well-lived, yet heavy with responsibility. After a moment of reflection, he picks up the phone again

ea into a delicate porcelain cu

your big red robe tea," a bright male voice replies fro

soft laugh, a hint of playful banter. "Don'

was. William had been living in Freedonia for two years and rarely returned to Ascot Ridge except for necessary matters. H

him with a warm hug. In the room, aside from John and William,

an he had cared for deeply. If it hadn't been for the changes that occur

d, J

app and sent out a message, addressing it to Jared. In the past, he had sent 307 emails, all lying u

g with the pharmaceutical companies here. If they refuse to lower their prices, I might have

small figure folded

ue. Rickie, dressed in worn jeans, held a skewer in one hand, hi

like that? Did you go bankrupt?" Joh

h a grin. "I donated everything I

ngs you back this time?"

ectly with the suppliers in Ascot Ridge. You know the saying: the price is either exorbitant or unreachable. Maybe you should consider don

ed, his expression serious. "Generic drugs have been doing well in Freedonia over the past two years. If you can't succeed here, maybe try back in Freedonia.

d beautiful, and took his hand. "Where did you