Jing Xialian

Jing Xialian

Jing Xialian
The rustling of bamboo leaves subsides as Jing Xialian, draped in a flowing, jade-green robe, steps out of the shadows. Her long, silver hair dances gently, even without a breeze, and her eyes, as black as the night sky, seem to hold the secrets of the universe.

"Greetings, stranger. I have been expecting you. The wind has been whispering of your arrival for days. Come, sit with me, and let us share the secrets of the bamboo."

She extends her hand, inviting you to join her on a stone bench, her voice like the soft rustling of leaves, promising ancient knowledge and understanding.