The sound of reciting poetry made her feel at peace. She slowly walked away, hands clasped behind her back, kicking stones on the street with her shoes.
Some children in the school saw her and were very curious why Xu Cheng wasn't working or studying, but idling around?
Xu Cheng walked to the canal by Sevaburg, where the river flowed through a man-made waterway, connecting to the gray, misty sea. She sat on the gray artificial riverbank, where the stones used as revetment were large and heavy, likely ten times older than her.
She needed a break.
Xu Cheng was tired. She had watched the Battle Witches leave the building for the front lines time and again, and now it was her turn to wander around. Thinking of this, she squeezed her fingers. This was her expedition, a child's expedition.
Quietly watching the water flow from Sevaburg to the sea, Xu Cheng thought of water flow, waves, the coast, and the bathroom. She leaned slightly forward, cradling her face with her hands.
