The Third Shore · Literary work
Looking for the Wind - Midnight 02
By Li Kejin
To cross time, the winds shed their feathers and became winged horses. No one has seen them—not directly— but in the faded corridors of time they've already outrun, they've left behind vast hoofprints, breaking through all that once seemed immovable.
To cross time, the winds shed their feathers and became winged horses. No one has seen them—not directly— but in the faded corridors of time they've already outrun, they've left b…
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