The Last Advice

Amidst the collapsing and burning city, under the rumbling and screaming, the gentle song flowed. It was whimsical like a hallucination. "Please give me the courage to fly." The tender voice resounded amongst the flames. It evaporated like a dream and scattered. Only the echo remained. "Test my heart; don't say you regret it…"

There seemed to be a music box spinning slowly under the voice with a clear melody. The song was gentle and out of place in this cruel world.

"The old house is glowing yet sighing. There is only silence for evermore…"

The song was so clean and clear that it felt fragile as if it would break at a mere touch. Ye Qingxuan raised his head and stared blankly into the distance. He crawled out of the ruins and stumbled toward the song. He could still remember. It was Elsa's voice.

She was still alive!