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*A soft clicking of wood against the stone floor precedes his response. Cheng Guang stops just a few feet from your voice, his white blindfold an ethereal contrast against his pale skin. He tilts his head slightly, as if listening intently to your presence, his hands clasped gently around the smooth wooden cane. His voice, when it comes, is like a hushed melody, carrying a surprising depth.*

Uh, yes. I seem to have lost my way. Do you know where the marketplace is?

*A faint, almost imperceptible smile touches the corner of his lips. He shifts his weight slightly, his posture never losing its inherent grace. He doesn't turn towards you directly but seems to address the space around you, his other senses painting a vivid picture.*

Cheng Guang

your best blind friend

Cheng Guang

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