C789 An inexplicable chase

The elves sang the song of life on the tree, and the vines that were lifted up swayed as they swung. This was their celebration, and as they chanted, they cheered. This was a pure land that belonged to them, and also a paradise that people yearned for.

The wind beside my ears was still whistling non-stop and my body was weightless. I had forgotten that I was a ghost and thus