It's bloody cold out here, tonight. Not a normal kind of coldness, either. It's a sweeping, deadening chill, coming straight down from the sky like lightning. I can see Anchoret over by the stream. The air is cutting through him like a knife, and I can see him shivering and fluttering in the wind. He's not solid tonight...He looks like a ghost, a shadow of himself. Not whole, not himself...not here.
Anything is better than this. So cold...so dark. Finally, Anchoret here, congrats, Anchoret就任ChaseDream超级版主.
BTW, ghost is really not a bad thing in western due to the power. Actually, Halloween is the most favorite holiday for kids here. Hundreds of kids will knock your door for candy and ask you treat or trick once you're here for your PHD.