TWANG!!!
Under the expectant gazes of everyone in the Fragrance Tower, the sound of a guzheng rang out, and the clamor began to die down.
"In empty mountains, birds sing, where man and white clouds reside."
"A clear spring's gurgle washes my heart, as fish play in the deep pool's tide."
"Wind whispers through the forest deep, as moonlight shifts the flowers' shade."
"This mortal world, a dream of meetings and partings, where much love brings much heartache."
"I gaze into the quiet gloom, the moon my only friend, a distant melody I play, this longing has no end..."
A mournful song of longing filled the air, its clear yet sorrowful notes reaching the ears of everyone in the Fragrance Tower.
Then, a figure suspended by a white rope drifted to the center of the stage.
Her delicate figure began to dance gracefully, like a beautiful butterfly in flight. Her slender, willow-like waist swayed, intoxicatingly beautiful.
