Faking Death C42
by MarineTLChapter 42: Forty-Second Day of Lying Flat Like a Salted Fish "Desolation." It carried the meaning of a Desolate Planet, yet it didn't immediately conjure the image of one. More importantly, it fit the savage, untamed growth of this little band perfectly. Lu Yuan narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment, agreeing that it was a good name. "It works." Lu Yuan nodded in approval, then asked if they had thought of stage names for themselves. "We've thought about it. But we haven't really…









