雪 covering the entire world in a blanket of white, the wind howling through the streets, and the only sound was the faint rustle of letters being written. It wasn’t just any ordinary letter—it was a love confession, a passionate declaration of love hidden behind the cold wind.
The knight found himself standing at the edge of a narrow bridge, the bloodstained parchment in hand. His heart race as he unfolded the letter, his fingers trembling slightly as he read the words on its surface. “From the depths of the night…,” the words continued in his mind, forming a sentence that left him breathless.
As he walked towards the destination mentioned in the letter, the knight felt a strange sense of deja vu. He had seen this exact location countless times before, yet each time it held a different weight. The closer he got to the place, the more questions swirl in his mind—why was he being chased? Who was she?
Finally, reaching the spot described in the letter, the knight stopped cold in his tracks. A black envelope hung from a branch nearby, its surface covered with blood. His heart pounded as he reached out to touch it—a cold shiver ran down his spine when he felt the寒气 seep into his palm.
“Who are you?” he asked aloud, his voice low and dangerous.
The moment the knight spoke, the envelope opened, revealing a single letter inside. It was written in a style that combined both elegance and ferocity, every word like a dagger aimed directly at him.
The knight’s heart was racing as he flipped through its pages, his mind conjuring images of what might happen next. Each line brought a sense of dread, as if the letter was a warning from an unknown force. The closer he got to the truth, the more intense the emotions became.
As he turned the final page, the knight felt a strange release. He had finally reached the end—though it did not bring peace, it brought clarity. The letter spoke directly to him, leaving no room for doubt. It was an announcement that could only be heard in the silence of the night.
The knight closed the book and threw it into a trash can with a sigh. Whatever would come next, he knew he had to face it alone. For this moment in time, he had found his purpose.
