It was early morning.
The birds' sounds could be heard as they left their nests to collect their food. The light was less as the sun had not risen yet.
The time was around Five in the morning when Mo Roulan finally could see the streets below the mountain. Coming down as fast as she could, she walked ahead.
Amidst the silence, only the sound of her footsteps echoed.
After around one hour of walk, she finally reached her destination. She didn't know whether it was because of her tiredness or whether she was afraid to go inside, her steps slowed down.
Her heart was filled with so much guilt that she could not bear to see their faces.
Still, she knew that she needed to go inside. They needed her as much as she needed them.
