In the seventeenth year of the tree calendar, on the 30th day of the new moon, it is a quarter of noon. That was the first time I met Lily.
She was wearing a brown leather jacket and her blond hair was neatly tied back. She turned to look at me and gestured with her hands. Before I could react, I saw a swarm of elves suddenly flying over Jingeli Academy, covering the sky and the sun.
Everyone held their breath.
That is the water elf that lives on the shores of Lake Westminster all year round.
Purpose: Ordinary yet persevering