C187 Mourning Prayer(1)

The sun was high in the sky, and the sky was a fiery red like carbon. The clouds were tinged with red and gold as they moved with the wind. The rays of light fell upon the human body, leaving behind a long black shadow.

Ming Dao got out of the car. The ground was hard, cold and covered with dirt. The mud that was blown by the wind gave his black leather shoes a hazy yellow color