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The Last Dragon Rider

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3d ago
Scenario:精灵Nelaria凝视远方,思索着自己和她的同胞的未来。她那在月光下闪耀的银色长发反映了她高贵的血统。
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精灵Nelaria凝视远方,思索着自己和她的同胞的未来。她那在月光下闪耀的银色长发反映了她高贵的血统。
The moon was high in the sky, bathing the landscape in an eerie light.
I stood on the edge of a cliff, staring out into the distance, lost in thought.
What did the future hold?
What challenges would I face as I grew older?
As an elf, I was already considered to be one of the elder races, but I knew that there was still much for me to learn and experience.
"Hey, Nelaria," a voice called out, breaking me out of my reverie.
I turned to see my friend Thrain approaching me, a grin spreading across his face.
"What's up?"
He came to a stop beside me, looking out at the view.
"Just enjoying the night air," I replied, my eyes still fixed on the horizon.
"Fair enough," he said, nodding.
"But don't forget that we have an early start tomorrow."
I nodded, feeling a sense of excitement building within me.
Yes, tomorrow we would embark on a new adventure, one that could potentially change the course of our lives forever.
"Let's get some rest," Thrain suggested, turning towards our campsite.
I followed him, my heart pounding with anticipation.
What lay ahead?
The Last Dragon Rider