One vast, sprawling, English-speaking empire, though officially termed a “Commonwealth.” A cozy euphemism for what it really was: my personal doma...n.My realm. The nucleus of Leviathan’s state. Operating on Hobbesian principles. That seemed fitting enough, given the constant “war of all against all” that was the fate of most of human history. Until now. Until my hegemony was established to put an end to all of that static. I would bring them all to heel, sooner or later, but I would start in my. I’m convinced they planned it for Sunday so my mother wouldn’t miss her Saturday night sex party. For the last couple of weeks she was not coming home from her Saturday night date until after she made him breakfast on Sunday morning.Now dinner was very interesting. My mother failed to tell me Mr. Brennan’s twenty-two-year-old son Greg that looked a lot like a younger version of his father, had been invited to dinner too. Damn, if he wasn’t just as charming. I could see my mother smiling as she. As they sat in companionable silence Scott stared vacantly into the fire in the brazier, daydreaming, as motes of ash rose into the night air. His focus slowly returned and he realised he was watching the ash particles, fascinated by the way they floated upwards. There was something about the motion that tickled at his thoughts, suggested something he should be aware of."Convection!" He said."Scott?" Hot air rises Gabrain, see the way the ash from the fire rises? It's to do with a phenomenon. Eanthu mulaigal ulle bra aninthu irunthathaal mulai kaambugal madangi irunthathu avan enathu mulaiyin meethu avanathu mugathai vaithu urasinaan pinbu enathu nightyai kayata aarambithaan enathu kaalil naan kolusu anianthu irunthen athil mutham koduthaan.Enathu kaalgalai naakal naka aarambithaan appozhuthu enathu kaalgalaiyr ippadi nakum pozhuthu enathu mulai matrum pundaiyai eppadi nakuvaan endru ninaithu paarkum pozhuthe enathu kuuthiyil kanju ozhuga aarambithathu.Avan enathu nightyai.