"City of Thousand Lanterns", this is how people call her, because no one can remember the original name.
All I know is that the lights in this city never go out, and there are always people working day and night.
This is the most famous art capital on land.
Every day, every month, every year, artists come from all over the world to study and work hard;
Here, there are always painters holding candles and applying colors to the drawing board, sculptors climbing on the statues to constantly grind and hammer, and architects gathering in the highest library to measure the design drawings.
But the best painter in the city doesn't know all this.
He has been locked up in the tallest tower of the city lord's palace for many years, painting the work assigned by his master day and night.
Repeating the memories in my mind and chanting the name in my heart over and over again.
☆The short story on the same map as "North of Dawn" and "Bracelet of the Blood Moon" has been completed, please enjoy it slowly. If you like it, please forget to bookmark the author☆
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