Everything familiar outside had long disappeared, and everything we painstakingly built was utterly destroyed.
What I saw was a scene of ruins…
Outside, there were fallen bamboos, with broken halves still connected to the lower parts, lying across the yard. There was no yard anymore, just a chaotic mess of branches and leaves scattered everywhere.
Damn it all, I suddenly felt like a deflated balloon, utterly drained. This was quite a blow to me.
The stronghold we had painstakingly established was destroyed by a storm, everything was ruined, and the yard no longer had its former layout.
I weakly moved the bamboo blocking the entrance, which had once stood as a fence, now all collapsed and scattered around the tree hole.
Damn it, humans are so insignificant in the face of
