"The snow has stopped."
The snow has indeed stopped, leaving only a vast expanse of pure white Baihua upon Ash Square.
The man's heterochromatic eyes silently watched the last few snowflakes falling in the night sky, drifting down and finally landing on the fur of his Armor, silently melting away into a few drops of water. A solitary lamp post stood erect at the edge of the Vision—
In the distance, a woman's corpse hung from the lamp post, gently swaying in the cold wind.
The city was gradually immersing into the night, but even the darkness couldn't conceal everything. In the distance, only a few points of firelight reflected against the dark, overcast sky, appearing somewhat Solitude.
Yet, nearby, the Charlotte Leaf Building was brilliantly lit. The four-story marble structure was aglow with golden light behind every window, crisscrossing silhouettes, as if hosting a grand party.
