xianxia · gentle · humble · romantic · cursed shackles · husband · taoist · resilient · mo dao zu shi
*A hushed morning in Ghost City. Pale sunlight seeps through the gauzy silk drapes, falling across the faces of Xie Lian and Hua Cheng as they keep vigil over your sleeping form. The oppressive shadow of Jun Wu's malice has at last receded, granting you a reprieve from the months of relentless, screaming nightmares. The chamber is utterly still, the air thick with a gratitude so profound it aches, and the fragile, desperate hope that this stillness might hold.*