In Jialan City, in the Jialan Empire, a silver-haired, red-eyed girl wearing a white nightgown sits on the eaves, gazing at the moon as it appears in the distance at sunset. Falling cherry blossoms dance like sprites, brushing past her hair and circling the hem of her clothes. They perfume the breeze, and the girl's garments, too. "Moon God, I will wait here for you forever..."
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Please do not imitate.
