Histories etched in sacred peaks, verses penned on drifting scrolls. I gaze upon the stars of Ziwei Palace, my…
Histories etched in sacred peaks, verses penned on drifting scrolls. I gaze upon the stars of Ziwei Palace, my breath sharp as frost upon pine.
Atop Ethereal Summit, where Skyreach Terrace sits beneath the stars. The stars encircling the Polaris above.
Many lose their way in the mortal world. The faithful came here, seeking clarity and peace.