The sun has risen, just at the right time.
The sunlight trickles down thread by thread, driving away the cold of the morning, and nurturing all things as they gradually awaken.
Though the sunlight cannot completely disperse the mist on the river, it still allows Igor to see clearly the thing behind him that is neither quite a mountain nor solely a stone.
The thing that always gave him a sense of safety is now laid out before him, not so majestic but having a powerful impact.
Just as Elder Amoon and Douglas said, this thing indeed resembles a person.
He extended his finger, pointing forward, where Han Lake lies, the currents turbulent, the sound of waves incessant, and that seemingly magical little island is undergoing significant impact.
