It was a beautiful morning, with the morning sun shining brightly.
The ancient and elegant Sun-Glory Red Gold Dragon flapped its wings slowly, and its golden armor loomed, reflecting the brilliance of the sun.
The morning bell of the Elf Kingdom rang, spreading throughout the green and quiet city.
The sleeping elves have woken up. After simply washing and dressing up, they are heading towards today with a brand new look.
The younger elves went to school, and the older elves went to work.
This city is located near mountains and rivers, and is home to nearly 130,000 elves. The houses are located near trees and forests, and are not very tall.
Residents' houses are evenly scattered around, and the government building in the center is shaped like an old castle, with a spire and dome, square edges and obtuse angles, off-white, milky white, and submerged in the green woodland.
The soaring crows are cooing, the smart black crows are overlooking the city, and the sturdy hawks are watching the earth.
In this land of nature and harmony, everything seems particularly full of vitality.
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The small young elf wore a somewhat loose robe and hurried out with a thick book under his arm.
"Good morning, Aunt Polly."
When passing by the breakfast shop, the young elf waved and said hello to the young female elf who was making pasta and snacks.
"Hey Sean, next time you call me auntie I'm going to break your shins with a rolling pin."
The female elf was only ninety-one years old, so she couldn't stand being yelled at. She immediately started shouting and wanted to raise the rolling pin.
Sean shrunk his neck and ran away quickly.
He held a heavy book in his hands and walked towards the bustling city.
The elves built this city around the huge ancient woodland trees here, and also established a school for the elves under the ancient woodland trees, leaving the best place for young children.
There were once believers of the God of Secret Talisman and Mystery Chain who edited the rules here and added some small spells to the rules.
Therefore, this place has become a modern elf city that is in line with international standards. Information from the outside world will be conveyed here as soon as possible, including those new things, those things in other worlds, and those things above the stars.
In Sean's memory, there are no legendary events told by his elders, such as the war of gods, the legendary battle, or the confrontation between order and chaos.
For him, it was a long, long time ago, and he was particularly yearning for that era and wanted to know something about that era.
And the only way he can understand that era is through the books written by the elves of that era. Through reading the books, he can see the history and past in the books.
"Uncle Pete, good morning."
"Morning, Sean."
"Sister Shirley, good morning."
"Good morning, little Sean."
Sean greeted all the way and soon entered the school.
Under a huge ancient tree, there are various entertainment facilities for elves, a school and a canteen for elves, and all the necessary facilities.
"Good morning, Teacher Xue Xiao."
The gentle elf female teacher shook the two feathers standing up between her white hair, as if she had a pair of longer ears.
"Good morning, Sean."
Snow Owl, who was dressed in white, had a sweet voice with a strong affinity. She touched little Sean's head with a maternal light in her eyes.
"Hey, good morning. Good morning."
"Hey, dried fruits, dried fruits."
A gray crow fluttered its wings and landed on a branch downstairs of the teaching building. It raised the vial between its paws, revealing the faint note inside.
"Hey, Ms. Snow Owl, you have a letter."
"Oh well."
Some dumb snow owls took out a handful of dried fruits from their pockets and scattered them evenly on the flat railing beside them.
The gray crow cooed, nodded, and pecked at the dried fruit in front of him.
Sean stopped curiously and watched Teacher Xue Xiao's face change from slightly excited to slightly disappointed.
Xue Xiao folded the letter paper, hid his thoughts under his eyes, and gently stroked the smooth feathers of Rong Xin's crow.
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"Dear Miss Snow Owl, when you read this letter, I will have already boarded the spaceship heading to the fire elemental plane."
On the Nona Ring Road surrounding Solottor, there are several elven buildings floating in the starry sky that look extremely small, and elves walking in and out of them.
Spaceships of all sizes come and go, traveling to and from Solotto, Nona, and other planets that are yet to be developed.
In one of the 100-meter-long flat ships, a tall elf stared blankly outside the transparent spacecraft cabin, looking at the two planets that revealed the endless breath of life.
One, blue and green, with white clouds floating in it.
One, milky white and green, filled with clouds and life.
Behind them is the endless dark starry sky.
Dots of starlight shine brightly under the black tide, and the majestic and huge sun is emitting strong fusion fluctuations wantonly.
"Perhaps for you and me, the taste of love is elusive and out of reach."
He listened to the soft greetings in his ears, telling them the departure time and destination of this spaceship, and telling them to fasten their seat belts.
"His Royal Highness the Elf King is right. Not being able to ask for anything is something that every elf will experience."
There are many things that cannot be asked for. Even the gods who are above us have things that they cannot ask for.
Whether it is elves or other creatures, whether it is mortal objects or divine objects, whether it is a long or short life, there are many things that cannot be wished for.
And when you can't get something, then whether to continue to pursue it and whether it is worth pursuing becomes a matter worth pondering.
Should I let go? Or continue? Should I be relieved? Or persist.
He has witnessed a lot of persistence and a lot of giving up.
He once thought he would persist, that he could persist, but in fact, in the end, he chose to give up.
Choice is something that every creature needs to face when entering this world.
As small as what to eat and wear, as big as how to live.
Fortunately, elves have the ability to expand their choices.
He chose to give up the elusive love and chose to go to the far side of the world, the fire elemental plane that was slowly taking shape and had been established for twenty years.
Of course, before that, he chose to say goodbye.
"goodbye."
He said these two words in silence, which contained infinite flavor.
Above the cabin window, there seemed to be a white silhouette flashing past, saying goodbye to him.
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In the mythology of the elves, many magnificent events are created by the gods.
Of course, there are also stories about legends and demigods.
They are powerful enough to influence the future of the entire elven kingdom.
For example, Song of the Fire Elemental Plane.
The gods of order dismantled a star and moved the fragments near the sun.
The elves dressed in mythical colors hold high black iron-colored hammers, white and silver carving knives, and gold-colored utensils to hammer these star fragments into shape.
They made a big umbrella that revolved around the sun.
They made mirrors that gathered sunlight.
They created a platform for forging artifacts.
The elves' secret locks allow them to freely call upon the elves' secret talismans to gather energy, and the elves' speech spirits can summon divine power.
The elves have created a fire elemental plane that belongs to order, to the gods, and to the kingdom of elves.