| classification:Science fiction |
| author:Not ten strings, ple |
| state:in the series |
| update:(2024-08-29 17:35:29) |
A grave, aged voice sounded from beyond the iron gates. It was a special intonation drawn out with length, the peculiar accent unique to the people of the capital city—elvish.,Haina stood at the door, lost in thought, a strange sourness filling her heart.,But just then, the young man heard something and pushed his wheelchair to turn around nimbly.。