The waves beat hard against the pitch-black high walls of the shore as a young woman stood on the cliff. The cherry blossoms had passed their peak, leaving the branches bare. The woman pulled her coat tighter around herself, her gaze fixed on the open sea.
Beside her stood a middle-aged man holding a white paper lantern. The light of the lantern was faint, brought up as darkness fell in the evening. Yet judging by its brightness, such a superfluous lantern seemed hardly necessary.
"Uncle Kimura, is autumn always this cold here?" Su Enxi pulled her clothes tighter, terrified the chill would seep in.
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