essing on either side of my temples. He moved a small porcelain bottle close to my eyes like an eyedropper, ready to administer its contents."It'll be a little chilly." he reminded."Oh... Cooler than...onless, what would those flickering phantoms beI couldn't help but clench Mu Wanchen's hand.His hands were large, his fingers clean and long, able to enclose my whole hand."Mu..." I couldn't help but...