With his body leaning on his knees, Loran Hill tilted his head slightly, his eyes illuminated by the firelight, sparkling and swaying. He stared at the campfire in front of him in a daze, letting his thoughts drift slowly.

Fairy Tree Romance

After a while, she slowly stretched out her wrist and looked at her fair and slightly delicate fingers. The fine lines on the palm of her hand and the few hairs on the back of her hand were all clearly visible in the firelight.

The firelight brings warmth, but there is a bit of coldness behind it.

Decades have passed since I came into this world, which is probably half of an ordinary person's life.

My body still seems to have not changed at all, and even my appearance remains the same as when I woke up. Thinking back on it now, it suddenly feels a little unreal.

Everything in the Western Continent, whether it is the rise of Clancy, the rich and interesting school life, or the turbulent and drastic civil war in the empire, each one is a long experience full of memories. Those friends, students, and old acquaintances, some have gradually grown and matured in these decades, some have changed their personalities, and some have already been lying in a corner forever, being gradually forgotten.

But unlike them, I don’t seem to have changed much. Perhaps one day in the future, these friends and old acquaintances will have grown old, covered with wrinkles, and walking in the yard with crutches, while I will still look like I am sixteen or seventeen years old.

At first, she liked this gift of eternal youth and longevity very much, but now it seems that she has a slight sense of panic.

All mortals will eventually fall asleep and die, but as a witch, she is different. She will not fall down because of the passage of time. She will only fight against herself again and again in the long time and convince herself to live.

At first, this was something that could be done instinctively without thinking, but now Loran Hill has slowly become aware of the panic and confusion behind the word eternity.

She has been working hard for the future of the world in the Western Continent for more than ten years. She finally ended that chaotic world and now came to the Eastern Continent. She didn't expect to encounter this impending chaos.

There seems to be no end to the difficulties and things to be accomplished, and there will never be an end to the pause. If he were a mortal, he would stop at some point, and others would also recognize this stopping.

However, as a witch, without the stop sign, she can only move forward endlessly along the trajectory of life.

The events of the Western Continent had filled her with a lot of emotions and experiences, but now that she had come to the East, did it mean that she had to repeat what she had experienced before? Compared with the relatively bright Western Continent Empire, the Eastern Dynasty had a larger territory and the situation would be more complicated. Just thinking about it, Loran Hill felt a sense of powerlessness and insignificance.

I climb up the tall building alone and look at the road to the end of the world. At the end of the end, will there be a day when I can stop and rest, or will it be endless?

The warm bonfire was still swaying in the night, with some swirling wood ash floating in the air and a faint smell of fireworks.

The girl sat by the campfire, her eyes slightly closed, her breathing gradually calmed, and she fell into a peaceful nap.