See two people Heron slowly open wings, feathers and subcutaneous roots of long bone vividly, wings wide unusual.

yaoxiao can feel the air flow stirred by wings, a cold blue shadow, skimming over the ground and the skin on her face.

The Ballad still looks at the heron coldly. The blue shadow is just the remnant image of the man. It's not true. It's too belittled to lure him.

"remote song, remote dawn, very good." A harsh sound like rusted iron rings, a fuzzy figure stands on the head of a heron, her rough face is full of wrinkles, one eye has no pupil at all, embedded in the eye...