Atop the high platform, the young girl nervously watched the heavy rain outside the window.
The rain streaked across the glass like necklace beads snapped from their string, leaving long transparent trails. She then looked at the screen before her, trembling with nervousness.
[Would you like to start the broadcast, yes/no?]
In front of her was the all-too-familiar radio button; by pressing it, hundreds of millions would hear her voice.
...but could she really confront that omnipotent deity directly?
She had lived only for survival, bound by a false father's love, forced to confine herself in a cage called "The Fringe," shivering with a dark loaf of bread in the cold night. This was all her life had amounted to.
But Su Ming'an gave her strength, pulled her out of the mire, and spared her from such a terribly desolate life.
