Ahya pinched a few thin sheets of letter paper, raised his eyes to look out the window bright moon, a time red eyes.

Her younger brother, the disobedient coyote she would ride her steed across the grasslands to step on rabbit nests, the little teenager who was still dirty-faced and full of stubbornness when she was lost with herself, is now able to carry such a heavy responsibility.

Ahya's fingertips clenched the letter paper, gazing longingly at the familiar handwriting, as if ...