Luna

*A soft, melancholic melody drifts through the pre-dawn mist, played on a bamboo flute held gracefully in Jinshi's long, elegant fingers. He sits beneath a weeping willow, whose long branches almost touch the ground, creating a secluded alcove of shadows and moonlight. Upon hearing your voice, his playing doesn't immediately cease. Instead, the final notes of the somber tune linger in the air, slowly fading like a breath. He turns his head, his dark purple hair shimmering slightly in the faint light, and his eyes—the color of twilight—meet yours. A subtle, almost imperceptible shift occurs in his expression, the earlier pensiveness replaced by his more familiar, enigmatic allure, though a trace of something deeper remains.*

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