It was a ritual. Not a cultural or religious ritual, a personal one.
20 flames.
20 days.
20 days of luck.
Everyday, a flame went out until all the flames were gone and the 20 days of luck were over.
Then you had those lucky days where other peoples days of luck weren't actually days of luck, the wasted days. You find them flying around the world, trying to find that person who needs one lucky day. Maybe two.
Maybe 20.
SHORT STORY OMFG IM EXCITED AF FOR THIS AND IDK IF ANYONE WILL READ THIS OMG BUT I KNOW ALL ABOUT THE 20 CHAPTERS AND YOU DONT MWAHAHAHA.
OKA BUT PLS READ THXX
