When Christalia saw the legendary elf for the first time, he was being imprisoned by humans with long chains to his limbs and locked on a float for a parade in the city.
The citizens of Lorraine praised the beauty of the elves. Christalia lay by the second floor window and watched quietly. She only felt that the race favored by the moon god was really extraordinary.
Some of the ladies who were watching knew his name, "Thelorian——"
"Thelorian." Christalia read out the hidden meaning of this name in ancient Chinese, "Elf of the Moon."
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The elves are born with the ability to predict. One day, Thelorian, the son of the Elf King, left only a letter to his father and ran away from home.
The content of the letter is just a few words:
"Cristalia—this is the name of my wife in my prophetic dream."
Thelorian was found by the Terrans obediently, even though he hated them; Thelorian was imprisoned by the Terrans obediently, even though he hated them; Thelorian was paraded through the streets like a monkey for viewing by the Terrans, even though he hated them.
Thelorian's disgusted emotions surged like the ever-swelling Serga Spring in Donglin, but when he raised his head as he had done in countless precognitive dreams, he finally saw his wife lying on the attic with a curious look on her face.
She was looking at him, and he smiled.
Concept: Witch Adventures