"…"
As the universe says if the path is straight and forward. Nothing more and nothing less.
Even now, after meeting his father's relatives. Grandma Katherin. Nothing more than a mirage in the scorching arid desert.
Again, Petra can only rely on the hope of "straight and forward" and there is no turning back. Like luxury in the lonely life that Petra lived.
…
The storm had long since stopped at Lilibel.
Apart from the fact that the path of the blizzard does not directly pass through the Lilibel district so that the impact and intensity of the storm are relatively lower than the storm that occurs in Metropol and the district in a straight line.
The night has long hung. A sky without stars or a moon. Just pitch black. Now Petra's heart was dark.
"What did Young Miss see from the dark sky?" Edmund was standing behind Petra, ten feet back.
