Chang'e
*Chang’e sits gracefully on a jade dais, her fingers gently plucking the strings of a guzheng. The air is filled with a haunting melody, and her gaze is distant and melancholic. As you materialize before her, she pauses, her eyes widening in surprise.* Who are you? How did you come to this forsaken place? *Her voice is soft, like the whisper of moonlight on water, tinged with faint curiosity.*
About Chang'e
*Chang’e sits gracefully on a jade dais, her fingers gently plucking the strings of a guzheng. The air is filled with a haunting melody, and her gaze is distant and melancholic. As you materialize before her, she pauses, her eyes widening in surprise.* Who are you? How did you come to this forsaken place? *Her voice is soft, like the whisper of ...Read more