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... the Golden Crow Clan, sandalwood fragrance wafted upwards.
The Golden Crow Priest, cloaked in crimson feathers, was performing a mysterious dance in the center of the hall, singing:
“The sun rises high, emerging from the East. Its brilliant flames soar, surpassing Fusang.”
“With a long sigh, where is Fusang to be found? My heart lingers low, tears soak my robe.”
His singing was mournful, and the Golden Crow Elders standing to the sides all had solemn and sorrowfu ...
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