A Travel Journalist in Another World

She is a half-elf raised by humans.

Though she spent only ten years with them, those years left a far deeper mark on her than the fifty she had lived among the elves.

After her respected teacher passed away, she followed his advice and began traveling across the continent.

Actually, becoming a travel journalist sounds like a pretty great life, Uncle Hua.

Sometimes, when she looked up at the sky, she would think this.

To be honest, I'm just a very obscure little writer (actually, I prefer calling myself a writer over an author, since "author" sounds so grand). I think my writing is very wholesome, and I've honestly never padded my stories with filler. I'm just a nobody who writes out of passion, not someone who makes a living from a literary website... But after the site changed its rules, even a nobody like me started getting picked apart. A chapter was locked over a few terms. Sigh.

To the readers following this story, and everyone else who added my works to their collections, I just wanted to let you know that I'm moving elsewhere. I don't know where yet, but if you're interested, just search for me online. You'll find me, and you'll find this story. It'll keep being updated, just not here.

I won't delete my account or anything. My works will stay here, but there's no need to leave comments or tips, because I probably won't come back to check. I wish you all a happy life. The green hills will remain, and the clear waters will keep flowing.

Also, now even unsigned authors have to register their real personal information... I don't feel safe about that, so goodbye.