Chapter 91: Spring Stirred on Mist Mountain
Words : 1919
Updated : Dec 26th, 2025
Halfway up the slope, an ancient tower stood in quiet vigil, its layered eaves locked in mist.
Sometimes the tacit understanding between adults needed only a glance, only a heartbeat, for everything to be understood without a word.
Moonlight pooled like water, sliding over the window lattice, sketching the two entwined figures in a soft, hazy glow.
The night lay empty over the mountain. Wind sifted through sparse bamboo-then, all at once, interwoven breaths cut the stillness.
Margo Hammond had...
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