[ This is the old Liyue. This is Liyue before it became known by that name. This is the world as it was before the Archon War, the world when it was still pristine and untainted. The skies are a beautiful, boundless blue, and the sun shines down with the gentle grace of a doting mother. Dihua Marsh had not yet become a marsh, and the rolling plains were green with growing crops. Humans tended the farms with practiced ease, children running between the fields while they played hide-and-seek amongst the plants. This is Liyue before it knew suffering.
The people here don't quite see Xiao for who he is, instead seeing a young man dressed in worn clothing. The town is built rather simply from clay and stone bricks, with only a second storey at most. They treat him as a refugee, asking him to go into the town's temple if he needs a place to stay. Every human mentions the Lord of Dust, who could answer Xiao's questions with her wisdom. It seems he wouldn't get more answers by questioning them. ]
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[ This is the old Liyue. This is Liyue before it became known by that name. This is the world as it was before the Archon War, the world when it was still pristine and untainted. The skies are a beautiful, boundless blue, and the sun shines down with the gentle grace of a doting mother. Dihua Marsh had not yet become a marsh, and the rolling plains were green with growing crops. Humans tended the farms with practiced ease, children running between the fields while they played hide-and-seek amongst the plants. This is Liyue before it knew suffering.
The people here don't quite see Xiao for who he is, instead seeing a young man dressed in worn clothing. The town is built rather simply from clay and stone bricks, with only a second storey at most. They treat him as a refugee, asking him to go into the town's temple if he needs a place to stay. Every human mentions the Lord of Dust, who could answer Xiao's questions with her wisdom. It seems he wouldn't get more answers by questioning them. ]