Augustine lowered his eyelids, his wide coat fluttering lightly like a cape as a breeze blew in through the window.
"When did this happen?"
"What? You want to go? Auston has been looking for you for a long time. Why not go with Sis?"
Augustine remained silent and walked over to the harp, his fingertips lightly strumming the strings, as clear harp music filled the air anew.
Suddenly, a gust of wind swept into the room, lifting the heavy curtains, and the sound of the harp resonated throughout the space.
As his fingertips ceased, so too did the melody subside into silence.
"Click." The door slowly opened, and Sis walked into the room composedly.
"Where's Augustine?" he asked softly.
At the window, only the tall man stood quietly. "He's gone."
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Ping City
The previously sunny and scorching weather instantly turned dark with clouds. Thunder rumbled, lightning streaked across the sky, and the world was momentarily blanketed in snow white.
