She Is Not a Witch

On the cruise ship of \'Great Eastern\', in the preparation room behind the stage, several girls are making final preparations. The protagonist who will be on the stage tonight is Lorrain Hill.

Today, she has a silky silky hair that is astonishing as an elf. She is said to her companions that it is an extraordinary potion for dyeing hair, but only a few people know that this is actually her original face.

"Tonight's performance will be accompanied by Alina and I behind the scenes." Lily said to the others, which was also discussed at the beginning.

"And me." Letis raised the violin in hand. Although this eldest lady rarely uses musical instruments, it doesn't mean she doesn't. She has received a very comprehensive aristocratic education since she was a child.

"If Niya, just play the snare drum, don't be nervous, it doesn't matter if you make a few wrong syllables." Lorrain Hill looked at the claw girl.

"No problem, Lorraine." Niya told Lorraine Hill not to worry. After entering the second grade, her personality was a lot more cheerful, or she was more confident and magnanimous.

"Me, Lorraine." Keti looked at Lorrain Hill, feeling a little nervous that she could not help.

"Sit aside with Bumansha Eidolon and the others and watch it." Lorrain Hill touched the lovable Flame Witch.

Finally, Lorrain Hill turned his gaze to Vimiya, who nodded, and after the two understood each other, there was no need to say anything.

When Lorraine Hill performs on stage, Vimiya will harmonize in the background to enhance the three-dimensional sense of the performance.

After tuning the various instruments, several companions played the repertoire they practiced over the past two days, so relieved.

"so be it."

Lorrain Hill put the prepared wreath on the silver hair, and the curtain slowly pulled up.

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In the hall in the middle of the cabin, the lights in the hall suddenly turned off, and only the two small lights were still on and dim.

This is the stage with the largest space inside the cruise ship, the whole is like an open shell, and the audience below sits on seats like waves.

When the lights go out.

The noisy conversation in the venue also slowly stopped, everyone stopped talking and began to turn their eyes to the stage ahead.

While everyone was waiting, a burst of music came from the stage.

The strings flicked lightly, and the small sound seemed magical, making the whole venue suddenly quiet, and the anxiety that had been waiting for a long time suddenly calmed down.

Afterwards, the sound of the piano sounded again, and in this silent world, it seemed that there was nothing else, only the sound of the piano that was gently plucked.

Even if you can't see the player's figure, but her voice seems to outline a figure in everyone's mind, she must have slender fingers and a delicate heart.

Immediately after a short whistle sounded, the melody was simple and melodious, like running on a distant grassland, where there are endless blue sky and white clouds, and the grass swept by the wind will undulate like the sea.

Away from the troubles of the world, the body and mind become clear in the soft music.

At some point, the lights on the stage gradually turned on, and a young girl appeared on the stage.

She has long silver hair like silk and satin, holding a lyre in her arms, flicking lightly with her white fingers, and the sound of music flows out like a clear spring.

The girl sits on a smooth wooden post, her long skirt is placed diagonally on the wood-colored floor, and she wears a laurel wreath on her head. There are pure white flowers between the tender green branches. She slightly closed her eyes and opened her lips, and the ethereal singing ripples gently in the venue.

[überdieHeide, imerstenmendlichen Schein/on the grassland, appeared on the first morning in this world]

[ZiehendieV?gel, wom?gensiewohlmensein?/Birds under the brush, where are they looking forward to tomorrow? ]

[IchfolgedemRauschenderSchwingenindasstilleMoor/In the silent wilderness, I followed its voice and started to swing my wings]

[UralteLiederdringenausdenNebelnvor/An ancient song comes out of the fog]

The voice is like a nightingale in the forest, smart and tactful, and the clear singing voice is like the morning dew, without a trace of dust.

[LassunsdieHimmeljagenimTanz/Let's indulge in dancing across the sky]

[Nebelwie Seidestreifenmeine Hautsokühl/My skin becomes as cold as striped silk and snow mist]

[Weiterundweiter, wofind\'ichmeinerSehnsuchtZiel?/There is still a longing in my heart, where is my destination? ]

The girl recalled the teachings of the blue singer, her fingers moved lightly with the beat of her heart, expressing the most beautiful scenery in her heart.

[Ichschlie?edieAugenundmirsprie?teinFederkleid/I close my eyes and let the new-born feathers draw the flight path]

[Schonspürichden Windundmachemeine Flügelweit/I can feel the wind flying over my wings]

...

[WieSterne, dieihrerWegezieh\'n/In their way, we shine like stars]

The simple melody keeps turning, making people want to stop, as if listening to it a thousand times will not get tired.

[Kommundfliegemitunsfort/Come on, let's continue flying forward]

[LassdenWinddichtragen, weitfortvondiesemOrt/Let the wind take you away from this place]

[Kommundfliegsohochdukannst/Come on, you can reach the sky]

[LassunsdieHimmeljagenimTanz/Let’s indulge in dancing in the sky]

...

After listening to many stories of love, war, religion, fantasy, and treacherousness, this song that is far from the world flows down like a clear spring.

It is slightly cold, making people feel sober and happy, washing the dust and miscellaneous inside, and reminding people of the original dreams buried in the bottom of their hearts, the purest fantasy and beauty.

The performance of just a few minutes is as beautiful as a dream, making people close their eyes, indulge in it, and experience this ancient and distant ballad.

Crossing the barriers of language, culture, and race, music conveys the beauty that people share in their hearts and awakens the soul that has been asleep for a long time. Look at the world again like a newborn baby.

This is the wish in my heart. The girl sang softly, conveying the desire and dream scene in her heart.

Despite many difficulties, the soft heart is still full, telling of beauty and hope.

Even if I sometimes escape ~www.readwn.com~, sometimes I want to shrink, and sometimes I will stop and rest, but I still regain my strength, go over the mountains and go after the direction in my heart.

why?

Because that is the best dream in my heart.

The most crystal clear dream, the happiest existence, and the things I want to do the most make me dream, and the blood pulses with its rhythm.

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The girl's performance was over long ago, but everyone in the audience was still immersed in the beautiful scenery in their hearts for a long, long time.

Until a round of applause was startled, everyone woke up from it, and enthusiastic applause rang out. Even if the shot was red, it was still difficult to conceal the joy and shock of the heart.

Even though the stage was empty at the moment, many people still stood up, took off their hats, leaned over and saluted, thanking the girl for her performance.

Perhaps in this long journey, tonight will be the most memorable night.