10年間在日、現在はヨーロッパに帰国。
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By the time they reach the village, the snow has started falling thickly, enough to drench Lan Xichen’s hair with its deceptive softness. Their trusty tawny horse looks now like a white mare, covered in frost, and A-Yao is bravely hiding shivers.
By the time they reach the village, the snow has started falling thickly, enough to drench Lan Xichen’s hair with its deceptive softness. Their trusty tawny horse looks now like a white mare, covered in frost, and A-Yao is bravely hiding shivers.
Jin Guangyao remembers, distantly, the horrible smell of charred corpses. Xue Yang had done the deed, but Jin Guangyao had wanted to watch. He hadn’t thought of looking for any survivors, nor had he cared.
Jin Guangyao remembers, distantly, the horrible smell of charred corpses. Xue Yang had done the deed, but Jin Guangyao had wanted to watch. He hadn’t thought of looking for any survivors, nor had he cared.