C812 Best years

The moon was like a silver plate, filling the sky with stars.

To the north, the Big Dipper hung high in the sky, and the North Star glowed.

The air was filled with the unique fragrance of grass.

At the side of the mountain stream, the summer insects were crooning and the cicadas were chirping.

Suddenly, the space began to fluctuate, creating a swirling, pitch-black vortex.

In the next moment