In this memory, he was sitting at the boundary of the Frosty Winter Snowfield.
Beneath him was lush grassland, and at the end of his view was the "Origin Snow Mountain" of the Frosty Winter Snowfield.
Like a sleeping giant, it flowed with a chilling radiance beneath the night sky.
Above the snow-capped peak, a dazzling Milky Way spilled forth without obstruction.
It seemed within reach, yet so distant that reverence was born in the heart.
When this blend of isolation, tranquility, and longing for the vastness enveloped the Alien Race musicians.
The sound they expressed changed instantly.
In Shi's hum, the grandeur and vastness that was there before faded, replaced by a pure, ethereal tone as if trying to blend into the distant starry sky.
The Wind Speaker Yong's wing vibrations became slow, switching to low-frequency tremors.
Simulating the background sound of silence on the snowfield.
