In the dead of winter, even the Sun seemed unable to withstand the biting cold wind, wrapping itself in a thick blanket of clouds, leaving only a faint, diffused silhouette in the sky.
Diamond dust filled the air above the Silent River, glistening in the sunlight, brilliant and dazzling, resembling miniature Milky Ways arching across the flowing riverbanks.
At the edge of Buji Island, in a barren land with sparse vegetation.
The ground suddenly shook like boiling water, and in a short time, the originally cold, hard soil began to roll like quicksand, sinking from the surroundings towards the center, revealing a massive hole several yards wide.
Owoooo!
It sounded like a beast's howl, or the eerie noise of the wind blowing through a tunnel, echoing in the vast hole. Yet these terrifying sounds didn't frighten the magical creatures in the tree holes around the wasteland.
