The breeze blows through the deep river, bringing inky ripples on the water. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info except for the sound of the wind and water, everything is immersed in the silence of the night, and everything seems stagnant and heavy. Suddenly, the chirping of birds sounded from the riverside, and the voices called to each other endlessly, like a morning song dragging a ray of light from the horizon. All the vague outlines gradually became clear, and the original water of the river was crystal clear, and the grass on both sides of the river was green.

This scene between heaven and earth turned from darkness to light, and the scene of death and rebirth fell into a pair of emerald green eyes. The owner of those eyes raised his head and took a deep breath when the morning light brightened his forehead. His blonde hair brushed over his heaved ears and fluttered in the breeze—what would it look like for an elf sitting by the river to greet the dawn?

"Ekko, Ikko!"

Just as the elf looked at the river again, two whispers of the horse's hooves brought him back. He saw the visitor at a glance, hurriedly untied the white hairband wrapped around his wrist, and then tied his long hair while greeting the visitor.

"Mother...... You're ...... early," Ikor said with some nervousness, greeting the elven woman on horseback.

The elf she called her mother pursed the corners of her mouth slightly, and shook her head helplessly. Then she rolled over and dismounted, and threw a wave of wind around Ekko's body.

"Actually, I'm still used to being called Liz. ”

The woman who called herself Liz sighed as she straightened Ekko's collar, "My own troublemaker doesn't call me mother much, but you're the child...... Well, how did you come to the river so early in the morning?"

Ekor hung her head slightly. In his sight, a pair of hands with ten slender fingers, but not pure, were busy tying his cloak. In his memory, his own mother had more beautiful hands, and her fingers were as white as onions, but she used those hands to kill his childhood.

"I had a nightmare. Ekor involuntarily took a deep breath. In the dream, he was almost suffocated by the sticky and rotten red and black, and his whole body was still falling.

"Oh. Liz sighed sullenly.

Icko, sensing the look of self-reproach in her eyes, hurriedly added, "I'm afraid that something is wrong with me, so he suggested that I try light therapy." ”

"Light therapy?"

"Stay up late waiting for the sunrise. ”

Liz looked sideways at the sparkling river, thoughtful.

"How do you feel?" she asked suddenly.

"There's something unique about it, I can't put it into words. Ekor shrugged her shoulders. "I've never waited for dawn before, and every time I had a chance to see the sky in that place, it was either bright or dark, but I had seen dusk a few times. ”

[Night turns into day]

Ekor looked at the somewhat dazzling sky and suddenly thought. A soft sigh from Liz rang out in his ears again, but this time, his adoptive mother's voice was less worried and more self-deprecating.

"For a while, I was afraid that you would sleep too long, and now, I am worried that you will not burn yourself out. ”

She smiled and asked, "By the way, you won't forget what day it is, right? Now you are a well-known singer, if you are absent from Xueyan's spring festival for no reason, it will be a big disappointment for many people." ”

"Even if I want to forget, no one else will agree. Ikor replied with a smile.

"That's right. Liz shrugged her shoulders.

"I've brought all your things, all in my horse's backpack, do you need me to take you to Snow Rock?"

"No, I'm not so scared of horseback riding now. ”

"After falling hundreds of times, you finally built up your confidence? Or do you want to be escorted by the older generation for fear that others will see you?"

"Maybe it's a bit of both. ”

"Okay. Liz snapped her fingers behind her. The white horse, who had been gnawing on the grass on the side, slowly paced to her side. Liz stroked its neck and said, "Okay Cookie, good boy, it's up to you to take care of our singer's confidence and face." ”

With that, she handed the reins to Eako's hand. Eko gave Liz a hug, then stepped into the stirrups and sat down. He kicked the horse in the belly with both feet, and the cookie neighed, and galloped with him.

"Hey, slow down, be careful!" Liz snapped and was left behind.

Eko grabbed the reins, and the whole person almost stood on the stirrups. Well, the cookies are running like the wind, and a gust of wind behind them pushes them forward. The feeling of flying made him forget all his worries and trepidations for a moment. Gradually, however, the horse's snort grew heavier and her gait slowed, and Eko felt a wave of depressed, suppressed emotion spread in her heart. It felt like walking on thin ice, but the good thing was that he wasn't defenseless anymore.

Ekor took a deep breath and sat back down, then he stroked his horsehair as he hinted to himself, "Don't think about the past, don't think about those bad things, you have some happy things to remember now, don't you?"

He closed his eyes slightly, and let the cookie jog in the direction of Snow Rock, and an interesting past suddenly came to his mind.

I remember that it was a night, and he had gone to bed with the lights out, but he hadn't fallen asleep yet. Duti suddenly knocked on his door and dragged him straight to the stable. It was in the dimly lit stables that he saw for the first time the birth of a foal. The wet little body had only dried a little before straightening its thin legs and standing up stubbornly, and Liz came to them with a snack in her hand, and he looked at the sweet cookie and sighed softly, "All right, Cookie", and the foal turned to look at him, and the name was decided.

In the blink of an eye, Well, Cookie was already a four-year-old horse that could gallop with him, and he had found a way to combat his fears. So as long as you want the future to change, things can change somewhat, right?

Feeling the dark clouds that lingered in her heart quietly reced, Echo couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He looked up and saw Snow Rock's iconic white spiral tower, a spiral-shaped structure with a thick apex half-embedded in the snowy mountains.

It is said that there are only three spiral towers left in the world today, and neither elves nor humans have left a record of the construction of spiral towers, they seem to be the products of an ancient civilization, but for some reason, that people suddenly erased the traces of their existence, leaving only these unique buildings for people to admire and explore, and for the elves who have taken root in Elada, the spiral towers of Snow Rock are also of great significance.

Once a sanctuary for newcomers, it is now home to the Spring Festival.