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- They/Them
They are very close in age for cultivator siblings. I wonder if they'll end up being mythologized as twins in the far future.
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- He/Him
don't worry man just a few more months
Year 45, Month 13, Arc 1-2
"...Tsu's great palace, a great manor like no other, built around a single branch. All living wood, and shining marble and clear glass," Ling Qi murmured, resting a hand on Biyu's head, listening to her breath growing more even and shallow. "There are gardens there as sprawling as forests, and countless cultivators, fairies like your sister and greater lights still; Beautiful dresses and magnificent robes, a thousand years of painting and tapestries, all the gathered beauty of the province brought together in one shining place."
Embellished certainly, or rather, with the shadows and muck peeled away. She wove the vision of the capital as it could be, as it maybe should be, in soothing whispers. A place of achievement and beauty.
She kept speaking the low and soothing tone just as important as the words really, until at last she was merely humming wordlessly, stroking Biyu's hair as the child settled into sleep.
"I shall only hope she is so amenable on the journey back," mother said quietly.
"If you will allow it, I'll take her out to play in the snow with hanyi and I in the morning, so she is tired out before the trip begins," Ling Qi offered.
"Should you really be behaving so informally as a guest in a viscounts house?" mother wondered.
"Viscount Shan is permissive toward children himself from our discussions, I think I can restrain my wildness enough for it to improve his impression of me," Ling Qi chuckled.
Ling Qingge sighed. "Then I won't object. I apologize for still being so on edge."
"It's fine mother, I know travel doesn't agree well with you, but I did ensure the carriage has superb security, and you and Biyu will be taking a slower route back, one which goes along only the very safest roads," Ling Qi said soothingly.
"I appreciate that. Though the wealth you so easily throw around…"
"I've left Mother in charge of the budget books, you know I've not spent more than we can afford."
"I know this in my head, my heart feels these numbers differently," mother chuckled, but she was at ease. "I was fond of horses when I was young, you know."
"I didn't," Ling Qi admitted. "Did your old…"
She paused, not sure if she wanted to finish the sentence.
"A pair of old mares, for use by messengers, and one first grade stallion for our clan head to ride during official processions, or if called to duty," Ling Qingge said, watching the dense evergreen trees outside roll by.
"Perhaps I will observe the groom at duty with Biyu when I have a moment."
"As you like," Ling Qi chuckled. "I am certain you could arrange to ride a little, if you like."
Mother gave a shallow nod, resting her chin in her hand, and Ling Qi leaned back against the bench. They sunk into silence, but it was a comfortable thing, here in the cozy interior of the carriage.
The shadows were growing long and the sky growing dim by the time they emerged from the forested 'tunnel' into more open lands. They came out of the densely forested valley where the hills gave way to a flat stretch of land along the bend of one of the many lesser rivers which branched off from the main artery of the Jing river.
Farmland stretched over a landscape of rolling plains, now dull in browns and yellows, speckled here and there by the leavings of early snows. The town of Buzhan was split by the course of their river, bridged by spans in joyful red, hung with merrilly burning paper lanterns. Its walls were wide and low, and the town had begun to outgrow them, structures sprouting up along its outside on the far side. She could see the beginnings of foundations being dug for a wider curtain to hold the new growth.
But of course what really drew the eye was the temple complex set atop the highest hill in the vale, overlooking the village from the north, mirroring the governor's manor on the hill to the south of the village. The temple was brightly lit, streamers of light cast into the clear evening sky and the sounds of music already drifting out. The people too looked to be in a merry mood, the lights of torches and fires bright all around the temple hill, where crowds were shepherded by sharp eyed common soldiers and priests.
'So bright!" Biyu exclaimed, peeking out the window, they were moving slowly now, only at the pace of mortal horses, and so Ling Qi allowed her to pull herself up, peering out the window.
"It is, isn't it?" Ling Qi said. "We'll see her soon, but you'll have to be good for mother, okay. Sister needs to go out and ensure we don't get caught in traffic."
She could already see some outriders, specks in the far distance, racing up the roadside to meet them. Likely to escort them along a path dedicated to visiting nobles. There'd be quite a few pleasantries to see too before she could get to the temple herself.
"Okay!"
She ruffled Biyu's hair, and vanished from the carriage seat in a cloud of sparkling shadow, drawing a delighted squeal from the little girl left behind in the carriage.
But although it was all beneficial and friendly, she still found herself sighing with a bit of relief as she leaned onto the balcony which overlooked the garden courtyard of the temple complex.
"You make it sound onerous, but you've made quite a set of converts out of the Shan family," Bao Qian chuckled.
"Well, they're hardly unpleasant people. I just don't have the mindset to be happy digging deep into these kinds of economic talks. Lady Cai has ensured I understand enough to not look or sound foolish, but I don't know that I'll ever enjoy talking about projected outputs and what can be considered a fair toll on a given stretch of road."
She sighed, observing the garden below. It was a fairly standard layout for a temple to the Bountiful Earth, with the courtyard divided into four quadrants which were themselves divided into smaller fours in their arrangement, as the number was considered sacred to the spirit for obvious reasons.
It was right now in its autumn-winter configuration, with the neatly planted rows of trees mostly bare of leaves, which instead littered the carefully raked mulch in an even carpet of slowly decaying plant matter. The lanterns set along the walls alternated between dull orange and pale ghostly blue, giving the whole space a solemn transitional feel.
"I think there is something to be said for turning numbers into something real and material, or at least that is how I handle those tasks. If you can hold in your mind the visualization of what these things actually mean… The goods being delivered to once wanting settlements, the food on mortals tables, cut lumber and stone for their homes, and fresh reagents stocking the alchemists labs, it makes them more palatable," Bao Qian said.
Ling Qi closed her eyes for a moment. That wasn't a bad way to look at things.
"Hm, I'll try that next time. Any complications around hanyi's performance this time?" Ling Qi asked.
"Barring sudden sabotage again, no we set the shape of the rites last year after all. There were some adjustments to be made, from the way the rest of the region's ecology settled around the effects?"
"Oh, what kind of things?" Ling Qi asked, straightening up. Things would start soon, so she wanted to get to the viewing balcony where mother and Biyu awaited.
"Interest from the river, a stirring among the ashes of the pre-ogodei weather court…. There's some fall entity which will need propiation as well, from my understanding? Not fully 'awake' yet but I gather the priests want to shape that too."
Ling Qi nodded absently. There were also other spirits of cold and storm that Hanyi had…. Subdued last year, who needed a little more instruction. It was nothing that had required her intercession and she was proud of her junior sister for resolving her problems, even if it made her feel a little distant.
It was good that Hanyi didn't have to rely on her for everything though.
They arrived on the balcony, quietly moving to the seats set out for them up here. An attendant stood by, beside a small table holding refreshments awaiting their pleasure. She had to quietly hush and settle Biyu as the little girl tried to climb out of her seat to greet Ling Qi. Instead, she blinked into her seat in an instant, curling an arm around Biyu's shoulder before she could finish rising, playfully tickling her side.
Mother gave them both a stern look, and she held her finger up to her lips with a smile. Biyu muffled her giggles, kicking her feet. Bao Qian sat down beside her with an amused laugh.
And the music began.
Ling Qi placed her hand over Biyu's and let her eyes drift half shut, focusing on the spiritual element she could feel thrumming through this space.
Hanyi could be very disciplined when she wanted. Her song drifted out, soft but strident, echoing through the porches and balconies that lined the courtyard space, through the watchers cultivator and mortal. It tugged at the heartstrings, stirring a universal feeling. The desire to rest well at the end of a long labor.
Ling Qi opened her eyes to observe the foggy glittering clouds of frosty air, shot through with sparkling lights which rolled out across the quiet garden. She could feel the little knots of power whirling through it, small faeries captivated in her junior sister's orbit, but they were muted and supporting things compared to her sister's presence.
Hanyi's voice fills the garden, like the cry of the south wind and the ringing of festive bells. Her silhouette was a shadow in the frost, taller and more willowy and elegant than she really is right now, a fluttering veil on her face and long billowing sleeves and hems on her gown. Ling Qi didn't miss the resemblance to her mother.
She proceeded down the stone path trailed and proceeded by frost, singing her song of oncoming winter, and the calm days which rewarded the well prepared, sealed inside with their fires.
And the world was listening. She was still so small a spirit, less even than Ling Qi herself, but in the yawning uncomfortable silence that lingered over these lands like an itch in the back of one's thoughts, her voice carried, and greater things in the clouds and the wind and the water and the earth listened, even if only to move along well worn paths of rite and offering.
She could see why Hanyi's tour was accepted, unorthodox as it was.
And of course, the performance was captivating even to eyes that could only see the physical. Biyu was on the edge of her seat, watching Hanyi's silhouette spin and sway, while her song poured out, high and clear.
Really she didn't have anything to worry about. Hanyi had these performances well in hand.
"Hmph! Of course it's only right for the little sister to recognize the elder's greatness!"
"Uh huh!" Biyu chirped, head bobbling.
They were 'backstage' or rather in the rooms set aside for Hanyi to prepare herself, the show long behind them. Biyu's eyelids drooped, even as she obviously struggled to stay awake, held in her Mother's arms.
Hanyi stood proudly, hands on her hips. The silvery hair ornaments woven through her hair jingling loudly as she tossed her hair and tilted her chin up clearly preening
"Naturally," Ling Qi said dryly.
She nodded vigorously, which only made them jangle more. "Yeah!"
No irony at all. She supposed Hanyi was honest that way.
"So…um, Sis, what did you think? What should I work on?"
Very honest.
"You performed excellently. There's no areas you were lacking," Ling Qi praised. "...But I know you're not so complacent. I think you should…"
[ ] Continue refining your stage presence and movements (Hanyi refines Snow Maiden's Silhouette and Crystal Flake Mirage)
[ ] Continue refining your voice and compositions (Hanyi refines First Snow Rhapsody and Curtain's Fall)
Embellished certainly, or rather, with the shadows and muck peeled away. She wove the vision of the capital as it could be, as it maybe should be, in soothing whispers. A place of achievement and beauty.
She kept speaking the low and soothing tone just as important as the words really, until at last she was merely humming wordlessly, stroking Biyu's hair as the child settled into sleep.
"I shall only hope she is so amenable on the journey back," mother said quietly.
"If you will allow it, I'll take her out to play in the snow with hanyi and I in the morning, so she is tired out before the trip begins," Ling Qi offered.
"Should you really be behaving so informally as a guest in a viscounts house?" mother wondered.
"Viscount Shan is permissive toward children himself from our discussions, I think I can restrain my wildness enough for it to improve his impression of me," Ling Qi chuckled.
Ling Qingge sighed. "Then I won't object. I apologize for still being so on edge."
"It's fine mother, I know travel doesn't agree well with you, but I did ensure the carriage has superb security, and you and Biyu will be taking a slower route back, one which goes along only the very safest roads," Ling Qi said soothingly.
"I appreciate that. Though the wealth you so easily throw around…"
"I've left Mother in charge of the budget books, you know I've not spent more than we can afford."
"I know this in my head, my heart feels these numbers differently," mother chuckled, but she was at ease. "I was fond of horses when I was young, you know."
"I didn't," Ling Qi admitted. "Did your old…"
She paused, not sure if she wanted to finish the sentence.
"A pair of old mares, for use by messengers, and one first grade stallion for our clan head to ride during official processions, or if called to duty," Ling Qingge said, watching the dense evergreen trees outside roll by.
"Perhaps I will observe the groom at duty with Biyu when I have a moment."
"As you like," Ling Qi chuckled. "I am certain you could arrange to ride a little, if you like."
Mother gave a shallow nod, resting her chin in her hand, and Ling Qi leaned back against the bench. They sunk into silence, but it was a comfortable thing, here in the cozy interior of the carriage.
The shadows were growing long and the sky growing dim by the time they emerged from the forested 'tunnel' into more open lands. They came out of the densely forested valley where the hills gave way to a flat stretch of land along the bend of one of the many lesser rivers which branched off from the main artery of the Jing river.
Farmland stretched over a landscape of rolling plains, now dull in browns and yellows, speckled here and there by the leavings of early snows. The town of Buzhan was split by the course of their river, bridged by spans in joyful red, hung with merrilly burning paper lanterns. Its walls were wide and low, and the town had begun to outgrow them, structures sprouting up along its outside on the far side. She could see the beginnings of foundations being dug for a wider curtain to hold the new growth.
But of course what really drew the eye was the temple complex set atop the highest hill in the vale, overlooking the village from the north, mirroring the governor's manor on the hill to the south of the village. The temple was brightly lit, streamers of light cast into the clear evening sky and the sounds of music already drifting out. The people too looked to be in a merry mood, the lights of torches and fires bright all around the temple hill, where crowds were shepherded by sharp eyed common soldiers and priests.
'So bright!" Biyu exclaimed, peeking out the window, they were moving slowly now, only at the pace of mortal horses, and so Ling Qi allowed her to pull herself up, peering out the window.
"It is, isn't it?" Ling Qi said. "We'll see her soon, but you'll have to be good for mother, okay. Sister needs to go out and ensure we don't get caught in traffic."
She could already see some outriders, specks in the far distance, racing up the roadside to meet them. Likely to escort them along a path dedicated to visiting nobles. There'd be quite a few pleasantries to see too before she could get to the temple herself.
"Okay!"
She ruffled Biyu's hair, and vanished from the carriage seat in a cloud of sparkling shadow, drawing a delighted squeal from the little girl left behind in the carriage.
***
She had been right, she'd spent a good two hours speaking with viscount Shan and other worthies once she'd made herself known, discussing affairs in the south, both in the movement of materials for the upcoming offensive and in the longer term of the growing investments that would be flowing down along these roads. The river here was one of the branches of the river that flowed out of Shenglu after all.But although it was all beneficial and friendly, she still found herself sighing with a bit of relief as she leaned onto the balcony which overlooked the garden courtyard of the temple complex.
"You make it sound onerous, but you've made quite a set of converts out of the Shan family," Bao Qian chuckled.
"Well, they're hardly unpleasant people. I just don't have the mindset to be happy digging deep into these kinds of economic talks. Lady Cai has ensured I understand enough to not look or sound foolish, but I don't know that I'll ever enjoy talking about projected outputs and what can be considered a fair toll on a given stretch of road."
She sighed, observing the garden below. It was a fairly standard layout for a temple to the Bountiful Earth, with the courtyard divided into four quadrants which were themselves divided into smaller fours in their arrangement, as the number was considered sacred to the spirit for obvious reasons.
It was right now in its autumn-winter configuration, with the neatly planted rows of trees mostly bare of leaves, which instead littered the carefully raked mulch in an even carpet of slowly decaying plant matter. The lanterns set along the walls alternated between dull orange and pale ghostly blue, giving the whole space a solemn transitional feel.
"I think there is something to be said for turning numbers into something real and material, or at least that is how I handle those tasks. If you can hold in your mind the visualization of what these things actually mean… The goods being delivered to once wanting settlements, the food on mortals tables, cut lumber and stone for their homes, and fresh reagents stocking the alchemists labs, it makes them more palatable," Bao Qian said.
Ling Qi closed her eyes for a moment. That wasn't a bad way to look at things.
"Hm, I'll try that next time. Any complications around hanyi's performance this time?" Ling Qi asked.
"Barring sudden sabotage again, no we set the shape of the rites last year after all. There were some adjustments to be made, from the way the rest of the region's ecology settled around the effects?"
"Oh, what kind of things?" Ling Qi asked, straightening up. Things would start soon, so she wanted to get to the viewing balcony where mother and Biyu awaited.
"Interest from the river, a stirring among the ashes of the pre-ogodei weather court…. There's some fall entity which will need propiation as well, from my understanding? Not fully 'awake' yet but I gather the priests want to shape that too."
Ling Qi nodded absently. There were also other spirits of cold and storm that Hanyi had…. Subdued last year, who needed a little more instruction. It was nothing that had required her intercession and she was proud of her junior sister for resolving her problems, even if it made her feel a little distant.
It was good that Hanyi didn't have to rely on her for everything though.
They arrived on the balcony, quietly moving to the seats set out for them up here. An attendant stood by, beside a small table holding refreshments awaiting their pleasure. She had to quietly hush and settle Biyu as the little girl tried to climb out of her seat to greet Ling Qi. Instead, she blinked into her seat in an instant, curling an arm around Biyu's shoulder before she could finish rising, playfully tickling her side.
Mother gave them both a stern look, and she held her finger up to her lips with a smile. Biyu muffled her giggles, kicking her feet. Bao Qian sat down beside her with an amused laugh.
And the music began.
Ling Qi placed her hand over Biyu's and let her eyes drift half shut, focusing on the spiritual element she could feel thrumming through this space.
Hanyi could be very disciplined when she wanted. Her song drifted out, soft but strident, echoing through the porches and balconies that lined the courtyard space, through the watchers cultivator and mortal. It tugged at the heartstrings, stirring a universal feeling. The desire to rest well at the end of a long labor.
Ling Qi opened her eyes to observe the foggy glittering clouds of frosty air, shot through with sparkling lights which rolled out across the quiet garden. She could feel the little knots of power whirling through it, small faeries captivated in her junior sister's orbit, but they were muted and supporting things compared to her sister's presence.
Hanyi's voice fills the garden, like the cry of the south wind and the ringing of festive bells. Her silhouette was a shadow in the frost, taller and more willowy and elegant than she really is right now, a fluttering veil on her face and long billowing sleeves and hems on her gown. Ling Qi didn't miss the resemblance to her mother.
She proceeded down the stone path trailed and proceeded by frost, singing her song of oncoming winter, and the calm days which rewarded the well prepared, sealed inside with their fires.
And the world was listening. She was still so small a spirit, less even than Ling Qi herself, but in the yawning uncomfortable silence that lingered over these lands like an itch in the back of one's thoughts, her voice carried, and greater things in the clouds and the wind and the water and the earth listened, even if only to move along well worn paths of rite and offering.
She could see why Hanyi's tour was accepted, unorthodox as it was.
And of course, the performance was captivating even to eyes that could only see the physical. Biyu was on the edge of her seat, watching Hanyi's silhouette spin and sway, while her song poured out, high and clear.
Really she didn't have anything to worry about. Hanyi had these performances well in hand.
***
Of course, Hanyi was still Hanyi."Hmph! Of course it's only right for the little sister to recognize the elder's greatness!"
"Uh huh!" Biyu chirped, head bobbling.
They were 'backstage' or rather in the rooms set aside for Hanyi to prepare herself, the show long behind them. Biyu's eyelids drooped, even as she obviously struggled to stay awake, held in her Mother's arms.
Hanyi stood proudly, hands on her hips. The silvery hair ornaments woven through her hair jingling loudly as she tossed her hair and tilted her chin up clearly preening
"Naturally," Ling Qi said dryly.
She nodded vigorously, which only made them jangle more. "Yeah!"
No irony at all. She supposed Hanyi was honest that way.
"So…um, Sis, what did you think? What should I work on?"
Very honest.
"You performed excellently. There's no areas you were lacking," Ling Qi praised. "...But I know you're not so complacent. I think you should…"
[ ] Continue refining your stage presence and movements (Hanyi refines Snow Maiden's Silhouette and Crystal Flake Mirage)
[ ] Continue refining your voice and compositions (Hanyi refines First Snow Rhapsody and Curtain's Fall)
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- Pronouns
- He/Him
Ok so thats either...
Her self buff, improving offense trait and giving a major defense boost, and her anti finisher that retreats her
Or
Her winter and area/group offensive moves, including her finisher
Leaving
Her debuff/lure (and its kill-move grab), which is already a grade up from the others, is not an option this time
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- They/Them
Now I want Ling Qinqqe to get a Horse Bound Spirit or whatnot whenever she hits Yellow. Let her have her own hobbyhorses, literally.
- Pronouns
- He/Him
Eh I don't like the vote but whatever, it's pretty net neutral.
By the way, here are the relevant sections of Hanyi's character sheet.
Improving Stage Presence and Movements, enhanced her enthralling abilities, main attack, and defense, including her "auto-dodge a big hit and teleport" skull.
Voice & Composition enhances her damage and qi drain skills.
Think I prefer the stage presence, for both mechanical reasons (keeping herself safe and extending the time she can drain them is always great) and narrative reasons (she is much more of a performer than Qi).
EDIT: Ninja'd
By the way, here are the relevant sections of Hanyi's character sheet.
Improving Stage Presence and Movements, enhanced her enthralling abilities, main attack, and defense, including her "auto-dodge a big hit and teleport" skull.
Voice & Composition enhances her damage and qi drain skills.
Think I prefer the stage presence, for both mechanical reasons (keeping herself safe and extending the time she can drain them is always great) and narrative reasons (she is much more of a performer than Qi).
EDIT: Ninja'd
Karthak said:
Every place aided by Hanyi's tours will know they have the Ling clan to thank. "Cackles like a supervillain."Yrsillar said:
Others have already explained the mechanical effects of the techniques.
If we are talking narrative, it feels like the first option is about Hanyi better mantling her mother to improve her appearance?
While the second one would improve her songs, which is how Hanyi influence the environment she tours on.
The second option sounds more attractive
[ ] Continue refining your voice and compositions (Hanyi refines First Snow Rhapsody and Curtain's Fall)
If we are talking narrative, it feels like the first option is about Hanyi better mantling her mother to improve her appearance?
While the second one would improve her songs, which is how Hanyi influence the environment she tours on.
The second option sounds more attractive
[ ] Continue refining your voice and compositions (Hanyi refines First Snow Rhapsody and Curtain's Fall)
ReignTorrential
Save Your Crown for a Rainy Day
All power to people who focus on this vote more in terms of non-combat, but if we're looking at it from a combat perspective, Hanyi is one of the safest maidens to ever rhapsodize. Between her own three anti-finishers, crowd control, and all the support she gets from Zhengui and LQ, she absolutely does not need more defense in a fight. More offense is a much bigger draw.
[X] Continue refining your voice and compositions (Hanyi refines First Snow Rhapsody and Curtain's Fall)
[X] Continue refining your voice and compositions (Hanyi refines First Snow Rhapsody and Curtain's Fall)
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[ ] Continue refining your stage presence and movements (Hanyi refines Snow Maiden's Silhouette and Crystal Flake Mirage)
I'm leaning towards this one because I feel like it's the aspect of her performance which has less distinct Hanyi vibes. Her music is very much her own, but in terms of how to be on stage, she maybe hasn't broken out of her shell yet. I'd like it if Hanyi took bolder steps here, and maybe give Bao Qian indigestion.
And maybe it'll make her taller.
I'm leaning towards this one because I feel like it's the aspect of her performance which has less distinct Hanyi vibes. Her music is very much her own, but in terms of how to be on stage, she maybe hasn't broken out of her shell yet. I'd like it if Hanyi took bolder steps here, and maybe give Bao Qian indigestion.
And maybe it'll make her taller.
Since war arc is about to start, maybe we should give her some more offense since we should have her covered on the defense.
oh god please don't take hanyi to war she's a delicate maiden we'll be worrying about her getting headshot constantly
It's fine, her head is all snowflakes anyways
- Location
- California
And deny her the chance to revel in the destruction of her enemies, caked in the frozen blood of the fallen as she cackles like an icy winter blizzard?
How harsh!
Shan is a pretty nice guy.
LQ is really good at talking to people and communicating but it's still hard to talk that much about subjects that while she's competent about doesn't like.
Hanyi is good at what she does.
- Location
- Colorado
It feels like the opposite to me. Her mother was mostly the voice aspect, while she definitely had capital P Presence, it wasn't stage presence. This performance stuff is all Hanyi, and I'd like her to lean into that more.
If this is the pre-war upgrade choice, in intention, then I'm kinda conflicted.
Historically, Hanyi hasn't brought much to the table when it comes to our winter art development arcs. I genuinely don't know if the smarter move here is to lean into the vocals so maybe she does offer something next time, or to go the other way so that she's more likely to simply be out of the way when we're doing our own meditations on the subject.
Historically, Hanyi hasn't brought much to the table when it comes to our winter art development arcs. I genuinely don't know if the smarter move here is to lean into the vocals so maybe she does offer something next time, or to go the other way so that she's more likely to simply be out of the way when we're doing our own meditations on the subject.
Vote is open, hanyi needs more oomph
[X] Continue refining your voice and compositions (Hanyi refines First Snow Rhapsody and Curtain's Fall)
[X] Continue refining your voice and compositions (Hanyi refines First Snow Rhapsody and Curtain's Fall)
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- Space between realms
- Pronouns
- He
[X] Continue refining your voice and compositions (Hanyi refines First Snow Rhapsody and Curtain's Fall)