Early morning.
The sky still holds a faint trace of black.
In the distance, Qingqiu Mountain looms through the morning mist, barely visible like a massive beast stretching its body.
A gentle breeze stirs, causing ripples to dance across the lake surface.
Mirroring the orange-hued sky and the sharp outlines of its reflection on the water, a golden light cloud swiftly enlarges in the distance.
The dew is heavy by the lake, the air more humid.
Inhaling the earthy scent mixed with the smell of grass, Yu Yuan gently pats the Golden-eyed Five Clouds Camel, which snorts joyfully and gallops into the forest, startling many birds into their "wake-up" calls.
Yu Yuan finds an open space and sets down a Treasure Hall.
The hall is covered with a vast carpet, the red velvet like long grass, nearly covering the feet.
In the middle of the carpet is embroidered a large peony, with lush and dense petals like clouds and rosy light, vivid and compelling.
