When it drums up, the sound moves throughout the nine heavens.
The cliff, on the half-cut cliff.
The witch stood up with long sleeves, and countless people waiting silently sat in a circle without making any sound. The only thing connecting heaven and earth is silence.
The sea and sky are the same color, and the cliffs are endless.
Laughing, sadly is a beautiful swan song, with long sleeves flying, wind dancing, and clouds moving.
In a circle, in a ring. At this absolute height.
Dance, dance is full of glory, it is annihilation, waiting for the final beauty.
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