It's the second watch of the night, and this is the first post. ^_^
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As summer gave way to autumn, the maple forest on Little Yang Peak of Shouyang Mountain had turned wholly red, as if the rosy clouds were ablaze. The young disciples, after strenuous cultivation, loved to gather here in small groups to chat and relax; yet today, for some reason, there was not a single person to be found.
Over the past few months, Linglong had gained a little weight, and her once sharp chin had become fuller. Dressed in a light purple gown, she reached up to pluck a maple leaf. The leaf was as red as fire against her pale wrist, the contrast strikingly beautiful. She picked two twigs, handed one to the green-clad girl beside her, and said softly, "You've just returned and already you must leave again."
