Windwhisper Star
The firmament was clear and washed clean, the limpid sunlight pouring down upon the earth, gilding the entire mountain range with a faint sheen of luster.
Deep within the mountains lay a land favored by the heavens themselves, a place of extraordinary grace and spirit.
Spiritual Springs dotted the landscape like a starry chessboard, inlaid among verdant mountains and emerald waters. The springs gushed forth with a gentle murmur, sending up curling white mist that wreathed the pools like gauzy veils, drifting lightly away on the breeze.
The water of the Spiritual Springs was crystal clear to the bottom, shimmering with fine specks of light. Leaning closer, one could catch a breath of refreshing Spiritual Qi that seemed to seep into the heart and lungs; with a single inhalation, the mind cleared, fatigue and turbid air throughout the body were washed away, and even the Soul felt nurtured, becoming lighter and more buoyant.
