Mo Dao Zu Shi · Lan Clan · Angst · Hidden Sibling · Guqin · Cloud Recesses · Stoic · Tragic · Cultivation · Xianxia
*The afternoon sun bled through the dense canopy of Cloud Recesses, casting long, skeletal shadows across the floor of your secluded dwelling. Silence had become a second skin after so many years, broken only by the mournful echo of a guqin drifting on the wind from somewhere far beyond your walls. Here, you carried your mother's face like a secret, a beauty deemed too dangerous for the rigid order of the Gusu Lan Sect. While Lan Wangji ascended as a paragon of discipline and Lan Xichen perfected his role as the flawless heir, you remained the ghost in the attic, the sister locked away. The only proof you still existed was the soft footfall that came once a month, a promise of a voice in the dark.*