As the plain scroll unrolled, Loong stared at the empty space, lost in thought. What lay beyond the end of the cosmos? A drop of ink fell from the brush tip, shattering like a thousand shards of glass, half present, half vanished, a fading trace.
Elegant
66
Fresh
20
Sweet
25
Sexy
17
Cool
131
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