Swirling snow blankets crumbling cliffs as a sword cuts through the bitter vault of heaven, a solitary jade moon rolling across the cold sky. Drunkenly scattering stars to cast aside dragon-like steeds, the roars of pines across ten thousand ravines wash in moonlight.
As the lonely moon in the night sky slowly sank toward the west, the eastern horizon gradually brightened with the first gleam of dawn.
Jietian Peak.
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