The Hidden Treasures of Hope
The night was cold and dark like a blanket of snow had just been draped over the mountains. The wind was chill and the snowflakes were dancing in perfect harmony as they fell from the sky. All was calm and still, but there was a certain beauty and serenity in the air.
The starry sky was illuminated against the black backdrop of the night with a glistening of the frosty snow. The moonlight cast a dim glow across the faces of the buildings, creating a kind of soft, mysterious atmosphere.
The air was thick with the smell of winter, like a whiff of minty peppermint, combined with the sweet aroma of wood fires burning in the distance. The streets were otherwise deserted, except for the occasional sound of snow crunching beneath the feet of a lonely passerby.
Everything was peaceful until Master Kai Fei Huang heard a knocking on his door at midnight. He had to wake up and go to check who was there. Wearing his outer robes he walked towards the door.