Long Way To Go

The air is getting colder. But the atmosphere on the cliff made Hong and his Grandfather reluctant to move from their place. The sky turned to dark, the sun had set long ago and the aurora was starting to disappear. Hong sat looking in the distance, the natural beauty of the White Cotton Valley that stretched as far as the eye could see. The voices of the nocturnal animals began to talk to each other and share about what had happened during the day.