Five-Stone Powder: Cherry Blossom Calamity

She was intoxicated by the fragrance of the Five-Stone Powder. An indescribable pleasure surged through every part of her body, carrying her into a dreamlike haze as though she were floating among the clouds. Her dark hair spilled across the pillow, and the pale yellow sleeves of her palace robe were saturated with the powder's scent. It seemed she was enamored only of the coiled-dragon incense burner in her arms. Wisps of smoke curled upward, and with each passing day, she found herself less and less able to live without it.

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