在茫茫的黑暗中,看不到一丝光亮.
"我亲爱的孩子,来吧,到我这里来..."
在这片黑暗中,帝罗儿被这温柔的声音所吸引.
她不断向前跑,穿过一层又一层的黑影.她什么也看不到.
她感觉到火灼烧着她的皮肤,海水淹没了她的小腿.
冰火交融的感觉,让她不断想要摆脱当下的困境.
"别怕.继续向前跑.我一直在这里.
她摸着坚硬的石墙,穿过了狭窄的小路.
一次又一次地奔跑,她还是看不到光明.
她白色的鞋底已经沾满了泥土,她华丽的裙子被烧毁了,璀璨的珠宝因奔跑而乱七八糟.
"你是谁?你在哪儿?
帝罗儿在黑暗中喊道.
"我就在你面前.来吧,再等一会儿,你很快就会找到我的.
帝罗儿只能再次向前跑.
那个声音是如此迷人,以至于她根本无法抗拒它的诱惑.
终于,在翻山越河之后,她终于看到了曙光.
她在黑暗中呆了太久,以至于她已经忘记了光是什么样子的.
白光耀眼而神秘,让人既害怕又好奇.
"来吧,进来,你会找到我的,我亲爱的孩子."
帝罗儿向前走去.路很颠簸.不经意间,她似乎被什么东西绊倒了.她回头看了一眼.
The ground was covered with jagged white bones. Some bones were wrapped in red vines, and beside some bones, a few coins were scattered.
Diluo'er was terrified by the scene in front of her. Tears streamed down her face, and she quickly ran towards the light.
Entering the white light, what came into view was a garden full of pink flowers. Walking in, a holy - looking person was lying in the middle.
She was surrounded by clusters of flowers. Her pink hair spread all over the ground, blending into the flowers.
Diluo'er and she looked seven or eight points alike.
Seeing her, the person lying in the garden sat up straight and beckoned to her. "You're finally here, my dear child."
Diluo'er walked over and involuntarily lay in her arms.
It was so soft and warm, as if nothing that had just happened had occurred.
She gently stroked Diluo'er's head, coaxing her to sleep. "Forget those painful memories. I'll always be here."
Diluo'er couldn't help but indulge in it.
Is this the end? Diluo'er thought.
Suddenly, Diluo'er felt a sharp pain. She looked at her bright - red skirt. What was bleeding?
Was there something she had forgotten?
Finally, she looked out again at those white bones.
She thought of her friends.
"Who are you?" Diluo'er looked up and asked the person in front of her.
The person still smiled gently. "Me? I'm Tashiveya."
"Why am I here? I have to go. I still need to find my friends."
"But they're already dead, dead on the way you came to see me." Tashiveya stroked her face and patted her back.
"Can't you save them?" Diluo'er looked at her hopefully.
"Witches have no souls. They can't be saved in their entire lives." Tashiveya still smiled and explained.
But such cruel words were unacceptable to Diluo'er.
"No! I promised them that I would save them!" Diluo'er stood up, wanting to go back.
"Isn't it better to forget them? Staying with me is the right thing to do." Tashiveya grabbed her, not letting her leave.
"No, I don't trust you. The gods of Lan Gete have long been dead. We don't believe in gods anymore!" Diluo'er realized and broke free from her.
She didn't refute, just disappeared from her dream.
"Then let's do it again. Again and again, countless times. Let's see if you can change the ending this time."
The only thing Diluo'er remembered were the bright pink eyes, like the Tatalian blooming in the sun.
Tatalian is a unique pink flower in Lan Gete. It has extremely high requirements for environmental stability and can only bloom in the soil of peace.
It is the only thing the gods left in this world.