Crimson Flame

Welcome to Eteliria, the Kingdom above the floating clouds.
Let us push open the Gateway, pick up our staffs, and the adventure will begin from here—
Through the hills of clouds and seas, like floating grass, the shallow rivers gleam;
Across the meadows flowing with gold and honey, filled with laughter, beneath Rodell's cottages, a gentle song drifts.
Through Egon's ancient forests, where dark vines grow rampant and whispers linger;
Over ridges and between Chongshan peaks, shadows stir in the Underground World, danger lurks at every turn, and swords reflect light.
The tale of a boy chasing his dreams, above the sky and cloud ridges, the Giant Dragon's Shadow, soaring with outstretched wings.
And after time has been sealed away, the hearth fire still burns bright.

Pillar of Yita

"Mr. Knight is thinking about Miss Atira?"


Tata sat on a soft pillow, watching the cool moonlight filter through the clouds and the porthole onto the wooden planks, and quietly asked a question.


Fang Hong nodded, "Miss Atira seems very depressed."


The huge hammock swayed slightly as the Berio sailed through the clouds.


The wind howled outside the window, and occasionally, one could see a small floating island flitting through the clouds in the blink of an eye.


The dark horizon flowed into a pale blue hue, dawn was rising from below the horizon, but starlight still adorned the sky above, twinkling.


Those ancient constellations, nameable and nameless, told stories from before this era, of gods and folk, hunters and beasts, heroes and beauties, and wars of the Ancient Era.


The Golden Star was slowly rising, the last morning star at the end of the long summer, after which everything would wither, waiting only for the arrival of winter.


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