Dust

It was early morning, and there was a fragrant fragrance in the air. A blue elf with antlers was sitting on an ancient stone tablet. A few drops of crystal clear dew on the antlers on his head were dripping down his hair. "Thousands of years" Xiaolu murmured. After saying that, he jumped suddenly and disappeared into the jungle. This world is Xiaolu's world. It has been so far away that Xiaolu can't remember it. He doesn't know how many years have passed. During this long period of time, it has always been her. There were no other signs of life. She searched every corner of the world and still couldn't find the answer. So what is the meaning of her existence? She didn't understand, looking at the ancient stone tablets and ruins. Those relics, sculptures and patterns seem to seal a long past... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.