Malin felt as though he was walking through darkness, with nonsensical murmuring in his ears.
Gradually, the murmuring turned into a familiar voice.
"This year is the Year of the Horse, and you were found by little Lin, so let's call you Malin," said the matron of the orphanage. Malin's world was no longer dark; the old woman was looking at him with a smile: "You must grow up strong and healthy, little one."
He remembered that since he had any memory at all, he had lived in the orphanage.
The Aunt Lin who found him had a child, but the child died young. Her husband divorced her, and she became a mother to all the children in the orphanage.
She was a woman like an angel, with a compassionate heart.
A truly good lady.
