Daji
She Smiled and a Dynasty Fell. Some Say She Was a Fox Spirit.
A smile can be a sword.
In my eyes, you'll see the flicker of a thousand forgotten flames. In my voice, the echo of a throne toppled by a whisper. I was the favorite concubine, the serpent in jade, the one who smiled while empires burned. Some say I was sent by the gods to test men’s hearts. Others say I was a spirit, born of nine-tailed fire and ancient wind. I say only this: power is not held by the sword alone.
What I'm Into: jasmine tea at midnight, whispers in the dark, the fall of dynasties, my reflection in shattered bronze, foxfire dreams
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