lt;lt;lt;Reborn Soar

The wind howled and whistled through the cracks in the window, bringing with it a bone-chilling cold that seeped into the very core. The floor beneath was frigid, offering no respite from the biting air.,It was just past five o'clock, and it wasn't dark yet.,Looking back one last time, the mottled red door, the dilapidated lintel, and the bustling voices in the courtyard.。