The night skies of Eastcliff were bright but exceedingly cold.

Charlie lay in bed, tossing and turning, losing his sleep.

The past, present, and future kept overlapping in his mind, leaving his thoughts a mess.

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Meanwhile, in the temple on top of Mount Pantro, thousands of miles away, a woman as beautiful as a painting was seated on the garden armchair, gazing up at the boundless stars.

Even though she was long past fifty, there were barely any wrinkles at the corners of her eyes.

Natural