"Speaking of Wulfya, recently... I seem to have started dreaming about 'Echo' again." Dak said.
Wolfya was startled at first, and the knife in his hand that was chopping the "Ice Rooster" stopped for a second. After a brief moment of daze, he quickly returned to his normal cooking rhythm, pretending to be nonchalant, and asked in a relaxed tone:
"What message did He... tell you?"
"No." Dak shook his head, sat back in his chair, put one foot on the edge of the seat, hugged his knees with his hands, and said:
"I just saw that the tree that had been growing vigorously in the 'Gray Dream' had collapsed. In the heavy snow, the 'Echo' was like a child, leaning against the ruins alone. Its eyes looked at me painfully and helplessly, and its mouth moved up and down, but it never made any sound.
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