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dulcet tunes glide adrift through liyue's innate vault, the wi͟n͟d spreading across the rex lapis' land the fervour of an aspiring musician .. perched ontop of the floating palace, this young master promulgates harmony through his music produced with the help of a decrepit guzheng. with the passing of time, even the moon itself grown fond of this master's strains & pledged to ariseth only if the boy would keep straining the guzheng's chords for her. thencefort, nü͟w͟a always finds his way back to the hovering palace, each sunset, to stroke his guzheng as the moon soars upwards into the skies. ❀ ۪۪۫۫ᤢ ❜
