The Third Shore · Literary work
Looking For Wind - Midnight 01
By Li Kejin
At midnight, the night drowns everything in darkness. Only the winds remain— draped in white ceremonial robes, they become the last flock of birds in the world.
At midnight, the night drowns everything in darkness. Only the winds remain— draped in white ceremonial robes, they become the last flock of birds in the world.
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