Ten Years of Traces, Ten Years of Longing

A tale in a dream of flowers reflected in a mirror and the moon reflected in water: a contest of wits, love and hatred, romance and enmity, and words of love between life and death. Just a few idle words to pass the time.

That day, she stood atop the city tower, with the mountains and rivers laid bare beneath a desolate sky.

That day, blades clashed and warhorses thundered. The shouts of soldiers fighting reached her ears.

With her kingdom fallen and the city destroyed, she leaped from the tower. This was the fate befitting a deposed empress dowager.

Born at dawn, dead by dusk: all worldly splendor is but a dream.

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