SniperAngel

 Memories are said to be catalysts of beings. These memories may cross through the dimensions of time, surpassing age and wear. But for one thing, these memories will be sealed together with our souls.

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Chapter I: The Passage of Clouds in Kunlun

 “Here Winter!” A young boy went upstairs towards the highest floating island. It was Montreal, a young alchemist that lives in Prontera but goes to Kunlun every summer to watch the transition of the clouds. A boy in high spirits, his ambition is to become Midgard’s Finest Biochemist.

“Wait up! Ohh.. why do I have to climb all these stairs?” Winter exclaimed. She is Montreal’s childhood friend, and is now under the laws of Prontera Parish.Â

“Aren’t they beautiful?” Montreal spreads his arms and felt the cold yet calm breeze with the clouds passing by.Â

“Beautiful? I am beautiful!” Winter chuckled.Â

“Argh, you’re destroying the moment.”

They sat on top of a log and stared at the clouds. It gave them light and secured feeling, a feeling that is like a child happily hoping for a lifetime. “I wonder how long will these moments last?” Montreal said as he sat near the edge of the island.

“Well, the passage of the clouds occurs every other month. We can come here often. Just make sure you’ll pass your Science subjects.” Winter stared at his eyes. “And always be safe.”Â

“I will.”

 Honnnnnnnnnnkk.. Honnnnnnnnnnk..!!Â

“What? The boat has arrived already?” Montreal was surprised. He is expecting the boat to return few hours later.

 Winter held his hand. “Just promise me you’ll come back, and don’t forget to write.”

 “Don’t worry I’ll be fine.”

 “Goodbye Winter! I’ll see you next passage!!” Montreal waved his hand as he entered the boat. Winter guided the boat with her eyes, until it can no longer be seen.