Today, a rare ray of sunlight fell upon the Black Cloud City.
The golden warm sun illuminated the rafts floating at the harbor, the sea sparkled, and the ocean breeze was invigorating.
This was the first time in years Wanwan had seen sunlight.
The bright light lit up her clear and vivid eyes and shone into the dusty corners of her inner world.
"Wanwan, hurry up!"
The people from the refuge had already boarded the rafts. Mu Qingge waved to her younger sister: "Come quickly, we're just waiting for you and Dad now."
"Coming!"
Wanwan stepped briskly across the sunlight-dappled ground.
In her arms was a small wooden box filled with her treasures.
A matchbox, a carving knife, a butterfly hairpin, a compass, and a worn-out teddy bear.
