Chapter 936:

I listened to this speech most painfully. Actually, I am not the real murderer, but in fact I am not. Elizabeth read the pain in my face and shook my hand affectionately and said: "Dear friend, you must keep yourself calm. These things have affected me, and God knows how deep I am. But I am not like you. Sad. In your face, I show despair, sometimes revenge, which makes me tremble. Dear Victor, remove these dark passions. Remember the friends around, they place all their hopes on you . Have we lost the power to make you happy? Ah! While we love each other, we love each other, in this beautiful and peaceful land, your motherland, we can reap every peaceful blessing-what can we do Disturb our peace?
Before she gets other lucky fortunes every time, will I cherish her words affectionately, is it enough to eliminate the devil in my heart? Even when she spoke, I was approaching her, as if in fear, lest the destroyer was close to robbing me at that moment.
Therefore, the tenderness of friendship, the beauty of the earth, and the beauty of the sky cannot save my soul from disaster. The accent of love is invalid. I was enveloped by a dark cloud, and no beneficial influence could penetrate. The injured deer dragged its fainted limbs to the non-stop brakes, where it stared at the arrow that pierced it until it died. This is just my kind.
Sometimes I can cope with the boring despair that overwhelms me, but sometimes the whirlwind in my heart drives me to seek some way to get rid of the unbearable feeling through physical exercise and transposition. It was during this kind of visit that I suddenly left home and walked towards a precarious, eternal scene, towards the nearby mountains and valleys, to forget myself and my shortness because of man-made pain. My wandering was led to the valley. I have been to it often since I was young. Six years have passed since then: I am a shipwreck, but in those savage and persistent scenes, everything has changed.
I rode a horse for part of the journey. After that, I hired Zi, because on these rough roads, my feet are firmer and the least likely to be injured. The weather was good; about mid-August, nearly two months after Justin's death, it was a tragic period in which I recalled all my misfortunes. When I jumped into the depths of the canyon, the mental burden was significantly reduced. There are huge mountains and cliffs hanging beside me everywhere, the river is raging among the rocks, the impulse of the waterfall speaks a powerful force that is omnipotent, and I am not afraid or bent in front of anyone who is not so versatile Elements that are not creating and ruling elements are displayed here in their most terrible guise. However, as I improved, the valley showed more magnificent and surprising features. The ruined castle hangs on the cliff of Pine Mountain, impetuously, and there are huts peeping from the trees everywhere, forming a strange beauty. But it is strengthened and sublimated by the mighty Alps, the white and gleaming pyramids and domes of the Alps towering into the clouds, as if they belonged to another earth, it is the residence of another race.
I passed the Perisier Bridge, where the ravine that formed the river opened in front of me, and I began to climb the mountain overhanging it. Soon after, I entered the Chamonix Valley. This valley is more beautiful and sublime than the one I have just passed, but not so picturesque. The tall snow-capped mountains are its direct border, but I can never see ruined castles and fertile fields anymore. The huge glacier approached the road. I heard the constant rumbling of avalanches and marked the disappearance of the avalanche. Mont Blanc, the Supreme Court and the magnificent Mont Blanc, raised itself from the surrounding drill bit, and its huge mountain province overlooked the valley.
During this journey, I often feel a long-lost pleasant sense of pleasure. There are some turns on the road, and I suddenly realize and recognize some new objects, which reminds me of the past and connects with the ease and joy of childhood. The wind was blowing with a soft accent, and my mother's nature made me stop crying. Once again, the influence of friendliness no longer worked-I found myself in grief again, indulged in all the pain of reflection. Then, I inspire my animals and try to make myself forget about the world, my fear, and even more important than myself-or a more desperate way, I get off the car and throw myself on the grass, in fear and despair Under the oppression.
I finally reached the village of Chamonix. Exhaustion makes the body and spirit I endure extremely tired. For a short time, I stayed in front of the window, watching the pale lightning above Mont Blanc, and listening to the noise rushing to the ground. The same dull voice made my too keen feeling a lullaby. When I put my head on the pillow, my sleep is endless; I feel it coming, and bless the forgotten giver.
Two days, I was roaming in the valley. I am standing next to the sources that rise in the glaciers, descending from the top of the mountain at a slow speed, toward the valley. The steep side of the vast mountain range is in front of me. The ice wall of the glacier envelops me; some broken pine trees are scattered around; and the solemn silence that naturally exists in this glorious empire is only due to the turbulent waves or the collapse of some huge fragments, the thunder of avalanches or the sound of cracking, The accumulated ice reverberated on the mountain and broke. After the silent operation of the unchanging law, it was rented and torn endlessly, as if they were just playthings. These magnificent and spectacular scenes gave me the greatest comfort. They freed me from all the trivial feelings, and although they did not eliminate my sorrow, they calmed me down. To some extent, they also diverted me from the thoughts of last month. I rested at night. My deep sleep has been waiting, and the various shapes I consider during the day attract me. They gathered around me. The unstained snow-capped mountain tops, gleaming pinnacles, pine forests, broken ravines, eagles, flying in the clouds, they all gather around me, please be safe. To some extent, they also diverted me from the thoughts of last month. I rested at night. My deep sleep has been waiting, and the various shapes I consider during the day attract me. They gathered around me. The unstained snow-capped mountain tops, gleaming pinnacles, pine forests, broken ravines, eagles, flying in the clouds, they all gather around me, please be safe. To some extent, they also diverted me from the thoughts of last month. I rested at night. My deep sleep has been waiting, and the various shapes I consider during the day attract me. They gathered around me. Undyed snow-capped mountain tops, gleaming pinnacles, pine forests, broken ravines, eagles, flying in the clouds, they all gather around me, please be safe.
When I woke up the next morning, where did they escape? All the uplifting souls fell asleep, and the dark melancholy shrouded every thought. The pouring rain and the fog covered the top of the mountain, so that I could not even see the faces of those powerful friends. I will still penetrate their misty veil and look for them in their dark hiding places. What heavy rain and storm are there for me? My son was taken to the door, and then I decided to climb to the top of the mountain. I remember when I saw a huge, ever-changing glacier, I had this impression. Then, it is filled with my lofty soul, which makes the soul fly high, let it rise from the hazy world to light and joy. In fact, seeing terrible and majestic sights always makes me daze and makes me forget my past life. I decided not to bring a guide because I was very familiar with this road, and the presence of another person would destroy the loneliness in the scene.
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