: The merchant felt the weight of his gold turn into lead, realizing he had no one to share it with.
Asen didn't argue. He simply tucked his violin under his chin and began to play. asen_mixailov_barvalo_dad
As the music faded, the merchant stood in silence. He reached into his purse to offer gold, but Asen shook his head and smiled. : The merchant felt the weight of his