The arm, sensing that Blore had fallen down, suddenly stopped moving, as if frozen.
However, after only a moment, it began to slowly rotate around itself, circle after circle.
Although the speed is not fast, it gives people a feeling of deep consideration, as if he is racking his brains to think about what action to take next.
After some hesitation, the arm finally made a decision.
It slowly crawled towards the coffin, its movements gentle and strange, like a nimble snake.
As it continued to approach the coffin, its movement trajectory formed perfect circles, one next to the other, tightly surrounding the coffin.
However, no one knew what the arm's purpose was... at least Blore didn't know.
Finally, the arm climbed up the coffin with difficulty and determination like a flexible snake.
It clung tightly to the coffin, winding its way up slowly but without hesitation.
Every movement seemed so cautious, as if afraid of waking up something sleeping.
Finally, the arm succeeded in wrapping itself completely around the coffin.
Looking from a distance, it looks like an exquisite decoration carefully carved on a coffin.
It blends perfectly with the coffin, as if it were a natural part of the coffin, without any movement at all, as if it had always been a part of the coffin.
Time slipped away silently, minute by minute. In the sky, white clouds floated slowly, coming and going, over and over again.
They seemed to be full of curiosity about this land and didn't understand why humans chose to sleep here.
The color of the sky did not change much, but within the gray-green, a mysterious purple-gold light could be vaguely seen.
It was extremely quiet here. There was not a single bird flying across the sky, leaving behind its clear chirping, nor could any cheerful sounds of small animals be heard in the grass.
Everything was so quiet, so quiet that it made people feel a little uneasy. In this quiet atmosphere, Blore suddenly had a strange feeling.
In a trance, he felt as if he was at the end of the world.
He is the only one left in the world, and this loneliness will last forever.
"Why do you have such a strange idea?"
Blore thought vaguely, trying to shake off this inexplicable thought.
However, the feeling that he had been here for a very long time became stronger and stronger, lingering in his heart like a shadow, and could not be shaken off.
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