A sylph escapes from the "amber" where time is frozen. It belongs to ancient times. "Amber" sealed its time, allowing it to survive the Demon War.
The wind of the world is incompatible with it, it is special and lonely. The wind elf rides the path of the wind and stops and goes. When tired, he lies on the branches or rocks to rest. Until the wind carried it to Mondstadt.
The world is rejecting it, and its power is gradually weakened.
The sylph saw a young man playing the lyre, and it recognized the young man.
Ps: a very short piece of thinking
Intention: Parting is for a better reunion
