In a quiet forest brushed with silver frost, a young child walked happily along a narrow path.
"Hmm~ hm~ nng~"
She hummed to herself, the tune soft and light, almost blending with the whisper of the cold wind between the trees.
Morning sunlight slipped through the branches above, scattering gold across the frozen ground.
Each step she took made a gentle crunch against the thin layer of ice.
She looked up at the sky with a bright smile.
"The weather is good today, Mama! I think we'll be able to gather more spirit lotuses this time!"
Her voice was full of excitement, pure and hopeful.
Behind her, her mother smiled gently and reached out to pat the young girl's head.
Soft white hair, almost glowing under the sun, swayed lightly as she moved.
"Yes… I think we'll be able to gather some more this time."
Her voice was calm. Warm.
"Hehe, and then you'll recover faster and get well soon, right? I can't wait~!"
