#[ guizhong / inquiries. ] that her mechanical accomplishments were judged superior was one suspects; in large part to her sheer eloquence.

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He was leaning in an archway, partially hidden by the vines that had decided to climb it. His head hung low, eyes closed as he listened to the melody she was singing. The lillies around her opening their petals, as though they too, were listening to her. A strange kind of calm fell upon him, shoulders relaxing just that little bit. To anyone who may see him in that moment, they could have mistaken him for being asleep. The smallest smile was at his lips, yet he daren’t disturb her. How long had it been since he took a moment to simply exist like that? Too long… far too long.

The smile was akin to one borne in childlike wonder; the way the corners of her lips rose at the sight of the lilies; as if she were a witness to something otherworldly (the irony was not lost on her); for what flowers bloomed in the dark of night, within this blanket of black and blue serenity? Maybe the answer lay within the stars before her as they momentarily drew her gaze — she could have sworn that they glowed just a little brighter at the thought — or perhaps, much like herself, they enjoyed the sound of song. And so she continued, for them and for him, as uninvited as he may have been; not that she ever minded, of course. If only he'd stood before her, he'd have seen the subsequent curl of her lips and twinkle within those eyes of grey as proof of such a claim.

As for the song; she would never claim it as one of her own. In truth, it feels stolen, as if it had never even been meant for anyone else to hear. But when it left its confines of four wooden walls that night, when her sole companions were the same celestial bodies that hung overhead tonight, she'd paused and listened, as if it had demanded an audience. Were it a mother to her child, a woman to her beloved; she'd questioned. It'd sounded so as a melody of certain devotion, of love; these were intricacies these humans under their care showed, when they bloomed as the lilies could and did. She wondered then whether, perhaps, as two fingertips traced a petal with the utmost care, that was why she smiled as she did, both then and now. "I have not lost count as to how many songs that makes," she'd ceased in her hums, her voice soft and barely a whisper while the corners of her lips remained risen as they had been, and perhaps even rose a little more at her jest. Would he manage to see it within the silhouette that the light of the moon rendered of her, when her head turned towards him? It was a hopeful invitation in more ways than one, "—that you owe me."

Unprompted / @enacrai (for Morax/Rex Lapis/Zhongli, he who we so adore)

#[ guizhong. ] wisdom is like water. it nourishes all those who receive it and in it; is a reflection of the truth. #[ guizhong / threads. ] after the goddess of dust was taken by the wind; the last glaze lily in guili plains withered away to dust in turn. #[ guizhong / inquiries. ] that her mechanical accomplishments were judged superior was one suspects; in large part to her sheer eloquence. #[ guizhong / v: guili assembly. ] it's great to have it back but i want to go back to the world. and start with guili plains. #enacrai #[ hey did you know i'm scared? ] #[ but also-- did you now morax needs to know how to sing and if not; he's gonna learn? ] #[ probably at the hands of one of the little girls in the village. ] #[ i know you said you're ready but-- buuuuuttt! ]

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Tag drop: Guizhong (Genshin Impact), the love of my life and all of Liyue's.

#tag drop #i have been entirely lost to the aether called genshin impact. goodbye folks. #[ guizhong. ] wisdom is like water. it nourishes all those who receive it and in it; is a reflection of the truth. #[ guizhong / threads. ] after the goddess of dust was taken by the wind; the last glaze lily in guili plains withered away to dust in turn. #[ guizhong / inquiries. ] that her mechanical accomplishments were judged superior was one suspects; in large part to her sheer eloquence. #[ guizhong / visage. ] and because they are afraid; they try so hard to become more intelligent. this i understand. #[ guizhong / relevance. ] although she did not live to see the splendid sights of today; she was as much a hero as any other. #[ guizhong / meta. ] she was a visionary; tragically passed before her time. it gives cause for contemplation on what might have been. #[ guizhong / et cetera. ] we think of human life as a lantern that's lit one minute; extinguished the next. but are we adepti so different? #[ guizhong / humanity. ] they are so small; they know not when they will lose their lives to disaster or strife. and so they are afraid. #[ guizhong / guili plains. ] it takes every blade of grass and every flower to make a homeland. #[ guizhong / liyue. ] perhaps she will look at the liyue of today and steal a smile when she sees the prosperous land that it has become. #[ guizhong / sanctuary. ] “whether anyone tends to it these days; i do not know. -- alright then. that is where i shall go tomorrow.” #[ guizhong / mechanisms. ] in one's heart; i knew that she was indeed the superior talent in the mechanical arts. #[ guizhong / cleansing bell. ] though no substitute for human composers; they were yet capable of producing simple but fine melodies. #[ guizhong / glaze lily. ] to the gentle sound of their laughter and poetry; sparkling; glaze-like blue flowers began to burst into bloom. #[ guizhong / dyn: morax. ] what a silly notion: there was no formal contract between them. #[ guizhong / dyn: guili. ] she left one riddle: they say the wisdom of dust can soften a heart of stone. even if it takes a thousand years. #[ guizhong / dyn: streetward rambler. ] as for the story between her and streetward rambler; that begins with a certain bell... #[ guizhong / dyn: cloud retainer. ] we each had our ideals; and neither one of us would yield to the other. #[ guizhong / dyn: adepti. ] until the moon set and the sun rose; and only then would the banquet finally come to an end. #[ guizhong / v: pre-rule. ] a god whose dominion was over dust. and whose reach shrouded the skies for thousands of miles around. #[ guizhong / v: guili assembly. ] it's great to have it back but i want to go back to the world. and start with guili plains. #[ guizhong / v: archon war. ] they fought upon the guili plans; where black dust choked the heavens and a thousand rocks splintered.