The mysterious letters

Christopher went to a small, local café outside the city. It took more than an hour for him to reach here.

The café was situated on a riverbank, surrounded by greenery, with a street connecting it to the rest of the town.

Locals seemed to be serene, and everyone was hurrying to their jobs. Children in uniform were seen walking to school... some were walking while others were on bicycles.

Christopher parked the car in the open parking area and stepped out, the cold morning breeze hitting his face.

The view was breathtaking, with a river running behind the café. The water was so clear that even the reflection of the flying birds could be seen. The towering trees added to the beauty of the area.

It was a great spot to hang out. Anyone's spirits would be lifted. All of the fatigue and tension would vanish in an instant.