The night breeze brushed gently, sending ripples across the lake. A crow perched on a nearby branch. Its pitch-black feathers glimmered with a cold, ghostly luster in the dim light, appearing like a piece of shadow cut from the depths of the night. Suddenly, it opened its hooked beak and let out a caw.
*Caw—*
Sakiko’s sobbing gradually subsided, eventually trailing off into intermittent hiccups. She lifted her head; her eyes were red and swollen, and tear tracks remained on her face, yet a hint of determination had emerged in her gaze.
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