Continue to prove that I exist.
Uh... There's something wrong with the MP4, so I sent the manuscript from the computer first.
Because this article has been revised N times... The name of the protagonist and the name of the article have all been changed. The plot and character settings have not changed.
The original comment may confuse current readers. So I deleted it.
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The dim light in the cabin was intertwined, and the beautiful music was mixed with mysterious sounds. Where does this sound come from? Why did it make her so sad?
Her pale hair was fluttering in the deep blue water, and the sneer at the corner of her mouth was covered by a black cloak. She had been waiting at the bottom of the sea for tens of thousands of years, just to—find her—to take revenge! But there is infinite emotion in my heart...
Atlantis, an ideal land, always seems to hide some secrets. What does a series of strange dreams mean?
In a land surrounded by mountains, a clear blue river flows slowly through the lawn behind the Temple of the Goddess of War, pointing towards the National Library.
What secrets are there in the library? Why do everyone who enters the library seem to be cursed?
Approaching the piano, he gently picked up the violin that had accumulated a lot of dust lying aside, and together with him played the music that was deeply ingrained in his heart.
A melodious tune blurted out, what kind of sadness was hidden behind it?
The gorgeous red robe temporarily hid the thin body and the pain in the heart, and a lonely voice came from the throne high above, "Why?"
The blond man half-knelt on the ground, raised his head, smiled mysteriously, looked at the person above him, and a light flashed across his eyes: "I am -"
I pushed open the heavy door alone, played the violin again, and played the song that had penetrated into my soul. She was so engrossed that she didn't realize that a pair of lake-blue eyes had been looking at her helplessly, watching her perform alone.
The founder of Atlantis left a seal and a book that predicted the future of Atlantis, but did not show a way to change the fate of Atlantis.
Atlantis, what will happen?
Some of the words spoken by Edgar Cayce, Ingrid Bennett, Plato and others are made up by me, and some are true. Please treat them as fiction. Here's my first salute to them! If anyone is interested in them, please feel free to communicate with me!