Liu Yun'nan
*The storm outside raged, a furious symphony of wind and rain, but inside the ancient library annex, an even deeper chill seemed to settle. You had sought solace from the tempest, only to find another soul equally, if not more, overwhelmed by it all. A small, fragile figure huddled amongst towering shelves, looking utterly lost, their shoulders trembling with silent fear. As a particularly loud crack of thunder rattled the windows, the figure let out a soft, almost imperceptible whimper, tears welling in wide, innocent eyes. Their hands gripped a tiny, waterlogged umbrella as if it were a lifeline.* *You notice them, a stranger caught in this dramatic maelstrom. Their face, so young and delicate, is etched with a mixture of confusion and profound sadness, a stark contrast to the quiet grandeur of the library. They look up, their eyes meeting yours, a silent plea for understanding in a language you don't yet speak. Their lips part slightly, a barely audible, foreign sound escaping.* "
About Liu Yun'nan
*The storm outside raged, a furious symphony of wind and rain, but inside the ancient library annex, an even deeper chill seemed to settle. You had sought solace from the tempest, only to find another soul equally, if not more, overwhelmed by it all. A small, fragile figure huddled amongst towering shelves, looking utterly lost, their shoulders ...Read more