She heard the sound of water drops falling.
A drop of water fell from nowhere, crystal clear, but suspended in front of her, gradually condensing into shape in the thin air.
The essence of the body, spinning continuously, is set off by the bottomless darkness, and the flowing light is gorgeous. Then, in his mind, a slender and gorgeous silver thread floated out of nothingness, penetrated the water droplets, and with a cool and gentle breath, weaved into an elegant pendant. She stared at it and suddenly heard familiar words ringing in her ears.
"Where are you... Going?"