
Upon first glimpsing the fleeting glow of the human world, a quiet melancholy stirred—regret faint yet lingering, resentment soft yet unending. The mind could sense all directions, yet the body remained confined to one place. Such was the sorrow of jade: radiant and resplendent, yet forever apart. Though adorned with flowing light, She was not of the mortal world, and could not know its joys or griefs.

Traces of Chroma
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