Chapter 166: Spring of the Knights (1)
“As always, it’s another cold day.”
“...The spirits must be very angry today.”
Shivering from the howling blizzard, the child clasped their hands together.
And as always, they bowed toward the direction of the raging storm, begging for forgiveness.
“Please, forgive us, Great Spirit.”
These words of apology had been repeated daily for the past three years.
The child wasn’t sure if the spirits were even listening, but they prayed nonetheless.
“I want to see the sunlight.”
The adults said that there was once something called “sunlight.”
They said the skies weren’t always choked with dark clouds but were once clear and blue.
People could breathe freely without masks, and the air was crisp and refreshing.
But the child had never seen such a world.