Eastern Continent, an unknown seaside fishing village.
Winter was hanging in the sky, and amid the screams of a few seagulls, a group of fishermen, tanned from years of going to sea, returned in small sailboats specially designed for offshore fishing and docked at a simple seaside pier.
They took the poor catch ashore and lamented to each other about another sad winter.
We also rely on the sea for food, but in towns not far away or even in cities dozens of miles away, those nobles who have the qualifications and capital to sail ocean-going sailing ships to fish for rare fish species, or even participate in the whale hunting business, or with management Compared with the bureaucrats who mine dark copper from the bottom of the sea, their winters are difficult.
In winter and spring, even most species of seagulls fly to warm seas to spend the winter, and the offshore fish catch is extremely small, which is not enough to sustain the livelihood of fishermen's families.
Therefore, after fishing and returning to shore, many men continue to go to other places to make a living - collecting conches and shells on shallow beaches, helping in salt drying fields, working hard at the town's whale oil wharf, or even going home to pickle fish. They work and so on - to support the family, while the woman stays at home with the children, trying to make ends meet by mending and sewing.
A man wearing a bamboo hat was sitting on a small broken chair by the pier, flexibly and skillfully twisting the fishing net in his hand with thick rope and flax, while greeting the passing fishermen affectionately.
"Thank you, and I wish you a good day," a calm and simple female voice came from under the bamboo hat. It sounded like she was already quite old, but it made people feel inexplicably reassuring: "Yes, I have to put these fishing nets out before spring. Repair it—Andre and the others are waiting to use it."
She skillfully flirted with the fishermen:
"Yes, we can take it to the market and sell it... Oh, repair the network here? Well, you know - I like to bask in the sun."
After the fishermen left, the woman wearing a bamboo hat lowered her head again, pushed up some of her hanging linen sleeves, revealing her brown skin, which was either caused by sun exposure or natural birth, and concentrated on repairing the scar between her knees under the sun. fishing net.
Until the woman in the bamboo hat raised her head thoughtfully and glanced at the seaside.
A small wave came and broke into white waves on the hardwood pier.
But she just raised her head and glanced at the sea level, then lowered her head calmly and continued to repair the fishing net in her hand.
However, her simple and steady voice came out from under the bamboo hat again and sounded on the deserted pier.
"I don't remember inviting you here."
If there were other people present, they would probably think that the woman in the bamboo hat was talking to herself.
But what happened next shattered this inference.
In the empty void, a dry voice came strangely: "To be precise, I didn't come - it's just that my voice came."
"Just think that I sent a messenger crow here."
The woman in the bamboo hat didn't even raise her head, concentrating on tightening a network cable.
"The crows domesticated by the Trade Federation have a very nice call," her tone was steady and indifferent, without any ups and downs, but with a quiet strength: "It's loud and clear, not like a drake's voice that lacks too much water.
."
She skillfully changed the fishing net in her hand and continued to repair it.
"Gentle sarcasm," the dry voice came again, as if accustomed to this scene: "You are still the same."
"Let's get straight to the point," the woman in a bamboo hat said nonchalantly, "I'll be posting on the Internet later."
It was quiet for a while around her.
For a while, the only sounds on the pier were the waves and seagulls.
Until that dry voice sounded hollow again: "The guy who knocked on the door just now, you also sensed it...a new magician was born."
The woman in the bamboo hat snorted softly and tried on one of the woven fishing nets.
The voice in the void was extremely ethereal: "We need to find him -"
"No," the woman in the bamboo hat showed little interest and bluntly stopped him: "I don't know, and I don't care."
"A new guy!"
The dry voice had no fluctuations or ups and downs, and it sounded very dull and boring: "You know what this means..."
"The two emperors will not let him go - or her," the dry voice seemed to be saying something he didn't care about: "An unknown magician is too great a threat to them, and he has never experienced it.
In the final battle, the two emperors can definitely take him under their wing and make him their own."
"Go find L or Giza." The woman in a bamboo hat put down the fishing net in her hand, reached out to pick up another fishing net, and began to pull the line. "Even Aixida, Solovsky, and even Sulla, they will
Interested in."
"This is what I want to say," the voice in the void sounded hollowly, "A new magician, the companions he will face are either the twin emperors or these people - are you willing to see something like that happen?
"
The woman ignored him and just stared at the network cable in her hand.
The voice in the void continued:
"L or Giza--B's people will only drag him into their ridiculous mad dog circus and repeat the tragedy of more than 600 years ago."
"Moderates are not a good thing either. From what I know about Asida and Solovsky, they have been dormant since the second civil war. It is definitely not because they love peace..."
The woman raised her head and glanced into the void. Her voice became cold for the first time: "So you came to me?"
silence.
"You are different, Frylan."
"Everyone says that you are also one of the gentle ones," the uninvited guest in the void said calmly after a moment, "but I know that you are different."
The woman in a bamboo hat named Freland did not speak.
"Twelve years ago, you were the catalyst for the unprecedented cooperation between radicals and moderates."
The voice of the uninvited guest echoed on the dock: "You have seen something higher, farther, and more meaningful."
"Rather than just resisting the two emperors, or reappearing the so-called glory of the magician - you know, that is not the meaning of our existence."
"We cannot cut off our past, and magicians are not higher-level beings," the man in the void said calmly:
"Compared to the anger and unwillingness of others, you are willing to quietly weave a net in this unknown fishing village."
"I think you should be able to understand me."
However, the woman in the bamboo hat just shook her head slowly: "Then you should also go find Jilai, he is the one who is with you - at least, you have fought side by side."
The hollow voice paused again.
"Don't associate me with that pervert," for the first time, the visitor in the void said with a hint of emotion, "Those who fight alongside you are not your friends."
The woman wearing a bamboo hat raised the corners of her mouth slightly.
"What's the use of talking so much?"
She lowered her bamboo hat to block the rising sun: "We all know that becoming a magician, from 'thing' to 'pure', is a complicated process."
The voice in the void said nothing.
The woman in the bamboo hat continued to use her steady voice: "He, the newcomer must have a guide. I don't know how much time it took to find such a person in the six hundred years since magic became extinct and prepare everything for him.
Conditions, raise all resources, and ultimately help him become a magician, just like Macintosh did to you."
The woman sighed: "No matter which faction he belongs to - I'm afraid he already belongs to someone."
She changed one hand to hold the net and shook the other hand, seeming a little tired.
But the woman's words were quickly refuted.
"No."
"I met him when he knocked on the door."
The dry voice seemed a little unstable: "At that time, he was flustered and panicked. He seemed completely unprepared for knocking on the door, and he also underestimated the threat of the two emperors - what leader would make such a mistake?"
The woman paused for a moment, then slowly raised her head: "Queen of Magic..."
"He can't be a student of the Shuanghuangs - you also saw them knocking on the door in an instant, fighting desperately in their true state," the stranger in the void seemed to know what the woman was going to ask, and only heard him continue.
: "Ever since B and Errol died together in the capital of triumph, how many years have they not been so out of control and embarrassed?"
The woman wearing a bamboo hat was silent for a long time.
"I understand," she said calmly after a few minutes: "Are you suspecting that the newcomer may not have a leader at all?"
"After all, there are still fragments of the three magic towers left somewhere - it can help him become a magician, right?"
To her guess, the visitor in the void responded affirmatively:
"certainly."
"Until the top leaders of the Three Towers unite with the Empire and the Church to intervene..."
"The 'Genius Gemini' gave thirty-six speeches at the Seat of Ten Thousand Dharmas. The collection of speeches, "Introduction to Magical Energy," has been reprinted countless times, not counting those manuscripts that cannot be counted.
and notes.”
"Even a disaster like the Purification Plan cannot destroy them all."
"That newcomer, he is most likely a 'lone wolf', just like Ji Lai."
"I believe that the radicals, the moderates, the Blood Thorns, the Black Orchid, and even Ji Lai are all ready to make a move now - especially people like L. Even if they overturn the whole world, we must find him."
"Once they show abnormality, soon the setting sun, the rising sun, the bright moon, the dark night, and even all the countries in the world and the Seven Lords of Hell will find something is wrong."
"If they never find him, or one of them finds him, so be it..."
"But if two or more parties discover him at the same time..."
The woman wearing a bamboo hat looked at the line between the sea and the sky, and gently grasped the fishing net in her hand.
"I need your help, Frylan, I need you to lock his location," the Void Visitor said seriously: "If you really think what I think, you don't want to see this world get worse."
The sounds of waves and gulls alternated.
The woman wearing a bamboo hat was silent for a long time.
Finally, the woman sighed and said calmly: "I can't find him."
"What do you mean?" The dry voice asked suspiciously: "With your ability, anyone who knocks on the door will be locked in an instant, right?"
The woman nodded slowly: "Yes, I felt it when he knocked on the door. He was in the night."
The voice coming from the void was slightly excited:
"This is good news. Su Ye has three weapons, but they are all concentrated in the Qilin Holy Capital... The bad news is that they are also very close to the Blood Thorn..."
But at this moment, the woman said the second place name:
"And the Sea of Ending."
His dry voice seemed a little unable to respond. He paused and asked:
"What?"
"When he knocks on the door, he also ends the sea." The woman explained calmly.
"How is it possible?" The visitor in the void couldn't believe it: "From Suye to the Sea of Terminal..."
However, the woman in the hat did not pay attention to him, but lowered her head and said to herself:
"The Great Desert."
"Deep Twilight Forest."
Against the background of the sea and sky, she continued to speak while repairing a fishing net on the dock, and the names of places popped out of her mouth one by one: "There are also Quegur Glacier, Crow Cry City, Star Swamp, Beili Grassland, and Prancing Horse Plains.
The woman wearing a bamboo hat shook her hands slightly and inadvertently broke a knot in her net.
There was a steady and serious tone in her words:
"That's not all I feel!"
"The moment he knocked on the door, it was like he was standing in every corner of the world and then entered his true state."
"So, I can't find him."
She stretched out her hand and held up her bamboo hat: "I'm afraid it's the same for the two emperors."
Once again, no sound came from the void.
The woman looked at the fishing net in her hand again: "We can't lock his location."
"But, after all, he is a mature magician."
"He may have no guide and lacks understanding of his own power," the woman said calmly: "From monsters to legends - pay attention to unusual news from various places. His lack of experience will eventually expose him."
"So," a dry voice came: "Is this all we can rely on to find him?"
The woman wearing a bamboo hat said nothing.
A slightly bigger wave came, and the waves splashed onto her linen dress.
"Okay, last question."
The voice in the void seemed a little frustrated, and he asked tentatively: "Toros—how did he react to this news?"
The woman wearing a bamboo hat paused slightly.
A seagull flies over a wave, but fails to return and can only continue to fly back to its nest.
"how could I know."
The woman said slowly.
"But he is your guide after all," the Void Visitor continued: "Just like Macintosh is my guide."
"Then you should know as well as me, Sagar," the woman wearing a hat said slowly, with a hint of contempt in her words:
"Since the Second Civil War..."
"When has he ever meddle in our affairs?"
————
What does a giant dragon look like?
Thales raised his head blankly, looking at the cyan firelight. He felt that there was a huge figure that was tens or even hundreds of meters tall.
The dark red scales that reflect the firelight are covered in layers on its body, and a pair of broad dragon wings are elegantly retracted behind the giant claws, making it look like a graceful person wearing a luxurious dress and a cape and scarf.
noble lady.
In addition, its special but smooth facial curve, coupled with its long and straight neck without the opponent having to do it deliberately, and the black horns that regularly extend backwards on its head, add to the mystery of this dragon.
The beauty that people admire.
If you ignore those ferocious and terrifying spikes on its body.
At that moment, Thales suddenly realized something: Are those little black monsters in Giza imitated in the shape of giant dragons?
The dark red dragon stared at the hydra screaming in pain on the ground, but its body remained motionless, as if it didn't care.
Kilika's last tentacle stretched out toward it while burning with green flames and trembling.
The dark red dragon twisted its neck, and its eyes revealed an emotion that Thales could recognize: disdain.
Kilika's tentacles finally burned out halfway and fell helplessly into ashes.
As the flesh and blood were burned away, the green flame seemed to have its own consciousness, no longer continuing to burn, but slowly extinguishing.
Thales held his breath and looked at everything in front of him with trembling eyes.
Oh My God.
dragon.
It exists.
"Crash..."
The next moment, the giant dragon turned its huge body without any warning, causing a large area of ruins in the shield area to groan under pressure.
Thales shrank back in fright.
The giant dragon landed with its claws on the ground, turned its body and neck, and swung its long tail with the same graceful curves to maintain balance.
"Rumble..."
The huge roar of earth and stone witnessed the weight of this giant existence.
Then, the dark red dragon lowered its head slightly and turned to the ground.
Turning to two insignificant figures.
Thales' whole body was filled with excitement!
No way?
How does it...
The dragon looked at the two children.
Two children described as dirty and embarrassed.
Thales couldn't help but tremble, he raised his neck and looked into the other person's eyes.
Those bright yellow amber-like eyes remained motionless, locking him tightly in his field of vision as if they were possessed by magic.
Little Huitou was also trembling and hugged his arm tightly.
Before arriving in the North, Thales imagined all the situations he might face: kings, grand dukes, nobles, soldiers, civilians...even magicians and vampires, and even so-called elves like Ada. He thought about various situations.
How to react accordingly in the situation.
The only thing he didn't think about was the situation in front of him.
A giant dragon?
What a joke!
Thales stared at the giant dragon with a gaze that seemed to be filled with meaning, and his scalp couldn't help but tingle.
What do you mean?
At least give me some reaction.
What's the point of just looking and not speaking?
At this moment, the little slipper's words with a trilling voice came faintly:
"Red Wings... Cang Yan..."
The little slipper trembled violently, his face turned pale, his lips turned blue, and he said tremblingly:
"That is……"
"Your Majesty Croxis!"
Thales trembled suddenly!
His mouth opened as wide as possible and he turned his head in disbelief.
"Heaven..." Thales stammered: "Queen of the Sky?"
The little slippery man was shaking like a sieve, but with inexplicable excitement, he pulled him and said firmly: "Yes... yes..."
"Exeter's..."
"Your Majesty the First Queen!"
Thales only felt a little dizzy.
He took several deep breaths before turning his head again and raising it as high as possible.
He looked at the pair of huge bright yellow eyes - the pure black pupils inside gave people a huge sense of oppression.
Look at the legendary dragon that has been missing for more than six hundred years.
Thales couldn't help but shift his gaze a little, looking towards the Sky Cliff in the distance and the Nekaru statue above.
At that moment, Thales looked at the huge body of the dragon and then at the cliff in the sky.
He felt that he seemed to know why she, the Sky Queen, left Exeter and never came back:
If Sky Cliff is really the palace of the Sky Queen...
Thales roared in his heart:
With her size, there is simply no room for her!
These unscrupulous descendants of Nekaru—they did it on purpose, right?
At this moment, the giant dragon breathed out a rough breath from its nose.
"boom!"
The huge air flow swept across the small ground, blowing Tails and Little Slippery head around!
Thales managed to stabilize his body.
The giant dragon's head was slightly turned, but its eyes were staring at them motionlessly.
At that moment, her eyes seemed a little playful and a little impatient.
Thales couldn't help but feel shocked.
He thought of something and poked the little naughty boy behind him.
"Hey," Thales whispered uneasily while looking at the dragon's increasingly unfriendly eyes, "I remember you said..."
"Is there a special etiquette for meeting the Queen of the Sky?"
The little Hua Tou was stunned for a moment, then took a breath of cold air.
"Yes, I just forgot," the little girl said with a panicked face, not daring to raise her head to look at the giant dragon. She only heard her timidly say: "The dragon hates rudeness and disrespect!"
Thales understood clearly, and he tugged on Little Slippery's sleeve.
"How?" He asked through gritted teeth, "I think now is the time!"
Little Huatou came back to his senses and spoke quickly.
Then, under the gaze of the giant dragon, the two children followed the little slippery's instructions and began to salute.
"First of all, I, we have to kneel down on one knee..."
Little Huantou stammered, but as she spoke more and more, her narrative became smoother and smoother.
They knelt on the ground.
"You have to kneel on your right knee!" Little Slippery corrected him sternly: "Kneeling on your left knee was used in ancient Northland weddings when newlywed husbands and wives took vows!"
The second prince quickly changed his legs, his movements a little clumsy and delayed.
"Then, just like the ancient imperial military ceremony and knight canonization ceremony, put your right hand into a fist and put it on your chest," the little slipper's words became more and more fluent, seeming to have forgotten the fear of the dragon: "The left hand should hang naturally."
Thales simply didn't listen to the little slick guy's words. He looked at the other person's actions and quickly followed them.
"Lower your head respectfully...for at least three seconds..."
The giant dragon still stared at them motionless, and only the breath exhaled from its nostrils brought up the breeze, reminding them of the existence in front of them.
"Then, one by one, we respectfully state our full names..."
The little Hua Tou said tremblingly: "The great Queen of the Sky, Her Majesty Croxis..."
"I am……"
"I am……"
Thales frowned: he found that the little slipper suddenly got stuck.
The little slipper seemed a little flustered, and she said incoherently: "I am... that... that..."
Thales's heart moved, and he remembered something crucial. He quickly poked the girl with his elbow and whispered: "Selma!"
Little Hua's head trembled, and she subconsciously said: "I am Thelma..."
The little slippery head trembled slightly, as if he was not used to this name.
No.
Thales said silently: She thought of something.
Sure enough, when she mentioned the next name, she even started to cry.
"Thelma Alex..." The little slippery voice began to change its tone.
Tears began to fall on her downcast face.
"Alex..."
She seemed to have remembered something, and after speaking for a moment, she was about to cry.
The dragon's eyelids tightened slightly.
Her eyes became a little sharp as she stared at the little slippery head.
Thales gritted his teeth.
He stretched out his hand and gently held Little Slippery's left wrist.
The little slipper's head trembled slightly.
She turned her head and glanced at Thales.
Thales nodded slightly and returned a firm look of encouragement.
Little Huantou swallowed her throat, and seemed to have regained some courage. She repositioned herself, and said with words that were still stuttering and trembling, but were no longer stuck:
"I'm Thelma Alex...Suriel...Walton..."
"From Longxiao City..."
"I am fortunate...fortunate to have...the privilege of meeting you."
The little Huantou finally finished speaking. She was panting heavily, with cold sweat on her head, as if she had just experienced a strenuous exercise.
Thales breathed a sigh of relief.
Then, the second prince took a deep breath, lowered his head in the same manner, and said calmly in the smoothest and most respectful tone he could think of:
"The great Queen of the Sky, Her Majesty Croxis."
"I am Thales Theranja Lana Kessel Brightstar."
"From Yongxing City."
"I am honored to have the honor of meeting you."
After speaking, Thales also breathed a sigh of relief.
"Then what?" He lowered his head and poked the girl next to him.
This time, the little slippery's answer was simple: "Wait."
So they knelt down and waited quietly.
Don't dare to make a sound, don't dare to raise your head, don't dare to move.
I don't know how many minutes passed.
The only sounds in my ears were the howling of the cold wind and the crackling of fire.
Finally, Thales couldn't hold himself any longer.
He raised his head slightly.
When the little slipper saw his actions, his face turned pale with fright.
Thales glanced at the top of his head.
It was okay not to look at it, but when he looked at it, Thales was shocked!
Seeing Thales's appearance, Little Huantou couldn't help but start to raise his head.
Then she was also frightened.
They saw a huge, scaly head resting on top of their heads!
Damn it!
Thales's breathing was extremely fast.
The Sky Queen has already bowed her head.
The nearest scale on its nose was less than a foot away from them.
The giant dragon turned its head, revealing one eye on its right, its bright amber eyes getting closer and closer to them.
As if to get a good look at them.
This action made Thales' breath hitch!
Thales knelt on the ground blankly.
At that moment, he almost forgot everything about his surroundings and only saw this giant dragon.
Little Huantou was trembling slightly, breathing occasionally.
The figures and faces of the two people were reflected in the dragon's eyes.
They were two children who were so frightened that their faces turned blue. They were stunned and kept their posture motionless. If you only looked at these two reflections, many people would probably find them funny.
It's a pity that now they are the protagonists of these two reflections.
The two of them didn't dare to say anything out loud.
Just stared blankly at the dragon.
Let her look them over.
After a moment, the giant dragon pulled its head back a little, and its eyes and pupils full of pressure left their eyes.
Only then did Thales take a breath again.
Then, something unexpected happened to Thales.
I heard the little slippery head tremble suddenly, let out a horrified "ah", and shrank back!
The little slippery man looked around wildly.
Thales quickly turned his eyes and looked at the dragon.
Did she do something?
Then the dragon remained motionless.
The little slipper finally calmed down, and she stared at the dragon blankly.
Thales was filled with doubts.
The next moment, I heard the frightened words of the little slicker continue to come: "Ah... yes... no... yes... yes... thank you... um..."
Thales stared dumbfounded at the little slippery man talking to himself.
This girl...
Crazy?
The next second, the little slippery man shouted again:
"ah!"
I saw her hurriedly taking off the glasses from her face with a technique that was almost faster than swatting a mosquito!
Then she trembled and held the tattered and old pair of black-rimmed glasses in her hands with great respect, as if they were rare treasures.
The girl was shaking like a sieve and almost cried: "I, I really don't know... I didn't know this was the one you used... They just threw it to me... I was wrong... I'm sorry... I
really do not know……"
Thales looked at Little Slippery Head in disbelief, then at the pair of glasses in her hand, and then at the Sky Queen.
Are they...conversing?
How did you do it?
At this time, the Sky Queen suddenly moved!
I saw her sticking her nose towards the little slippery head.
Thales was shocked!
What is she going to do?
The next moment, the Sky Queen exhaled slightly from her nostrils!
"call!"
The huge air current blew the two of them so hard that they could not open their eyes, but they just rested their heads in their arms.
After a while, the airflow stopped.
After confirming that everything was safe, Thales raised his head with lingering fear.
He looked at the Queen of the Sky - he saw that the dragon's ferocious lower jaw was slightly curved.
It's like - Thales doesn't know why this idea came to his mind - like she's smiling evilly?
A sacred dragon, the founding queen of Exeter, is actually...smiling evilly?
Isn't that too serious?
But he soon became overwhelmed.
【Bright Star?】
A majestic and shocking, heavy and deafening female voice sounded in his heart!
【You said your name is Canxing?】
"Ah!" Thales screamed, fell back in fright, and sat down on the ground.
He looked around in fear.
Nothing.
It wasn't until he saw the little slippery guy slapping him hard that he realized what he was doing.
Thales sat on the ground and turned his head in disbelief - looking at the giant dragon.
The Sky Queen is staring at herself.
Still motionless.
Apart from……
[No need to be afraid, dragons have always communicated with mortals.]
here we go again!
That kind of voice that seems to come out of nowhere, even from the bottom of my heart!
Yes, it’s in the heart!
Thales looked at the dragon blankly.
【Are you a descendant of Tormund?】
Thales still looked around in disbelief.
But he finally took a deep breath.
Thales swallowed, looked directly at the dragon, and said with difficulty: "Yes... I am a descendant of the Revival King and a member of the Bright Star family."
The scene is a little weird.
It's like Thales talking to himself to a giant dragon.
【You have a good name.】
The dragon's amber eyes were still staring at him.
It made him feel uneasy.
[It is not common in the genealogy of either Canxing or the Imperial Family - who named it? 】
Thales took a deep breath and blinked his eyes, unable to suppress the tension in his heart.
"Thank you," he stammered, trying his best to keep his voice from sounding shaky: "Tales, this is, this is my... name given by my adoptive father."
Thales suddenly noticed that he could not identify which language the other party was speaking in his mind.
But he just understands.
【No.】
The dragon continued to speak in his heart in a magical language.
But the face of the Sky Queen remained motionless.
【What I’m talking about is your second name.】
Thales was slightly startled.
It wasn't until he understood what the dragon meant that his expression changed drastically.
Second name?
That is……
[Se... Lan... Jie... La... Na...]
A voice with a strange charm sounded in his heart!
That rhythm and rhythm, like...
It's like reciting poetry.
It seems that there is an intoxicating power and secret hidden inside.
Thales looked at the Sky Queen blankly.
The giant dragon turned its amber eyes and stared at him.
Her Majesty the Queen's voice sounded again:
【A beautiful dragon language name.】
Thales was shocked!
The next moment, the dragon suddenly spread its wings!
"call--"
A strong wind is coming.
Thales and Little Slippery had to hug each other tightly to resist the strong wind!
In the storm that seemed to blow out of thin air, the giant dragon raised its head and let out a deafening roar.
"Roar……"
It almost shattered Thales's eardrums!
The next second, the giant dragon's body jumped out of the air.
"boom!"
A huge shock came, causing the two of them to fall to the ground again.
The strong wind continued to blow.
After more than ten seconds, the wind noise gradually died down.
Thales then reluctantly opened his eyes and looked at the sky amidst the sobs of Little Slippery.
In his field of vision, the Queen of the Sky spread out a pair of broad giant wings. Against the background of the blue fire, she left a silhouette between heaven and earth that he would never forget.