The wind blows through the forest, and the traces of time scatter over the land. Until she got there, she would never look back. Under the silvery moonlight shedding through the window, little Josie was dreaming her countless innocent dreams. In those distant and soft days, her mother would revise her drawings with a gentle smile. She went to the City of Reflections alone, with the answer that came many years too late. No dwarf can bear abandoning their masterpieces, but Josie left her best work at home. However, turmoil and war raged every inch of the land, and the world changed beyond recognition. Once she looked down on this continent from the airship and saw the people on this vast land bustling about in peace and comfort. In the faint moonlight, Josie finally understood what her mother had not said. The porthole was as beautiful and bright as it had been many years ago. She spent the night carefully repairing the airship. The war spread to the City of Reflections, and her former comrades left one after another, but Josie's airship could not enter the city. She saw countless children displaced in the war and saw many young people like herself defending their homes in their own way. The airship was scarred in the war, and Josie, who was running around, had no time to repair the lusterless hull. But now, as she drove the airship through the flames and smoke of war, her dreams wrapped in colorful bubbles were pushed aside by reality and became a support that came to mind when she was tired. The beloved airship was full of Josie's softest dream in her girlhood. Various races pointed their swords at each other's hearts. The war raged everywhere, and the Kindred invaded Josie's hometown. However, the peace did not last long on the continent. The radiant moonlight shone on Josie's face like her mother's gentle stroke. The scenery, once seen only in books, materialized into distant mountains and seas under the airship. Later, she finally had her own airship and began the long-awaited journey. Josie grew up in the company of her squiggly drawings. Her mother rubbed her hair, smiling, and said after long pause, 'You will know what you really want.' Josie said glumly: 'Then how do I choose?' She wanted so many things, but her mother said, you couldn't have everything you want. She imitated her mother and began to sketch the deep blue hull and magnificent portholes. From an early age, she had a wish to travel around the continent in a self-made airship. Those fantastic ideas that existed only on the drawing board were transformed in their hands into amazing machines.ĭwarf Josie was as talented as her mother. They had dexterous hands and clever minds. The dwarves who were good at making machinery were once the happiest people on the land. People look at the moon and cherish the memory of the past. In the long years, faith and the moon rise from the surface of the water. The distant wind passes through the wilderness, and the Pigeon Forest stands on the continent like an ancient monument.
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