บท 493: Engraving Tablet to Leave Words Behind

Time swept through the mountains and lands, bringing away the people in the past. Only memories and forgotten histories were left behind.

Time was like a song, and one that was definitely tragic.

Qin Mu stood on the chest while embracing the girl when sunlight shone down on them like time. When the rays landed on them, the young girl in his embrace became flying sand which flowed back with the darkness.

The penetrating sunlight sprinkled the golden desert and shone upon the scale-shaped dunes. The place had been a valley once. Even though the mountains in the surroundings weren't high, they created an enchanting scenery.

Yet the passage of time only left behind a sky full of yellow sand.

Qin Mu jumped off the chest. Even though he had known that it would happen, it was still hard to not feel depressed.