บท 209: The stone of a falling castle

Shout of thanks to Joshua_601 for the golden ticket

In a secluded chamber, the gentle, muted glow of the sun seeped through a partially opened window, bestowing a soft, diffused light upon the otherwise dimly lit space. A delicate breeze, carrying the fragrant whispers of newly blossomed flowers, wafted in from the outside world, infusing the enclosed room with a touch of nature's grace. Here, within the confines of this chamber, silence reigned supreme, deepening the sense of reverence that permeated the atmosphere.