It was an overwhelming tide of despair that washed over her like an unrelenting ocean.
All were shattered dreams.
…
As the scene shifted to Silas, a tranquil yet haunting snowfall blanketed the sky, swirling in a mesmerizing dance. The snowflakes cascaded down in thick, fluffy layers, rendering the world around him a pure, desolate white, where no trace of color existed.
Through the swirling white, a slender figure emerged, clad in deep black that accentuated his ethereal presence. His white hair fell softly around his face, framing his pale lips that contrasted starkly against the snowy backdrop. Each step he took was deliberate, as he made his way toward a foreboding ice cave nestled within the towering, frozen mountains.
Just when Yue Ran was wondering why this man's hair had turned an unusual white, the screen changed again. She saw an ornate ice coffin within the chilling embrace of the icy cave. Inside, the frosty glass sheltered a corpse that was unmistakably her own.
