Chapter 87

The stream meanders over the cold banks of the melting snow and ice.

Walk through the transparent ice and quietly wash away the dust of yesterday.

Since the uprising in the Six Towns, all living beings have been miserable, the fields are barren, the graves are continuous, and the bones are everywhere.

Saying...

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