C87 Dawn

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Through the morning mist, a few children were laughing and joking around as they walked over.

The weather was so cold that even the air seemed to be frozen. The cold wind was like blades stabbing at the skin of their faces, but the children could not feel it despite the joy in their hearts.

Among the children, one of the older ones looked at the beach in front of them and said, "Look, look