Four stars of Fengdan

The wind came, the wind of Maple Dan, gently, with light and shadow.
There were four people there, like four stars, slowly lighting up.
The first one was Qianzhi.
She was a rock, a silent rock.
She stood there, like a stone buried long ago.
A one-handed sword was held in her hand, but there was no sound,
Only the shadow swayed on the wall.
Her eyes were a still lake,
There were stones and dreams at the bottom of the lake.
Qianzhi didn’t speak,
She used the language of rocks,
Tell you that hardness and tenderness can coexist.
The second one was Sigwen.
She was water,
Like a puddle after rain, reflecting fragments of the sky.
Her bow was pulled open,
Time stretched like a line,
The arrow flew through the wind, through the clouds,
Landed on a quiet island in the distance.
Her voice was the sound of water,
Soft, clear, and with deep loneliness.
Sigwen, like water flowing through the heart,
leaving wet traces.

The third one is the summoner.
The flames are burning,
she is like a ball of flame,
dancing in the dark night.
Fire is her language,
and her words are as scorching as flames.
She wields a long-handled weapon,
and the light of the fire is reflected on her face, turning into a red dream.
The summoner is not a quiet wind,
she is a wild fire,
igniting every corner with passion and courage.

The fourth one is Clorinde.
Thunder rolls,
her sword is like a flash of lightning,
cutting through the night.
The sound of her walking is thunder,
and her eyes are flashing with lightning.
Clorinde brings shock and shock,
she is like the sky before the storm,
both frightening and exciting.
She is power, change,
and a sober awakening.

Four shadows,
four elements,
meet on the land of Maple Dan.
They are not noisy,
They breathe in their own way.
They talk in the wind,
Smile in the light,
Watch in the dark.
The future version is still far away,
But the expectation is like a seed,
Buried in the heart, quietly sprouting.
Travelers,
If you lack the original stone, the crystal of creation,
You might as well take a look at Treabar,
There is what you need there,
Like a place of protection,
Safe, professional,
There is also 24-hour watch,
Various payment methods,
And occasional discounts,
Like petals in the wind, gently falling.
In this world,
There is wind, fire, water, thunder,
There are also silent rocks,
And those travelers who come for dreams.
They walk together,
Write stories into poems,
Write poems into dreams.


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