The sky was faintly lit, morning sunlight filtering through the gaps in the leaves and spilling onto the clear lake, shimmering with ripples caused by the delicate toes of the young girl.
Sleipnir sat on a rock by the lake's edge, her long, straight legs submerged in the water, her milky-white hair that felt like satin billowed in the gentle breeze. She gazed tenderly at the man beside her as if he were the only one in her eyes.
The man who should have been at the end of time miraculously appeared and was the first to seek her out, a sensation that filled her heart with sweetness as if it were brimming with honey.
"I didn't expect you to remember me," Xi Mu said, looking at the brightly smiling Sleipnir beside him, "Our partnership should have dissolved automatically."
