An unearthly mysterious mist
Envelopes Huangshan Mountains.
Eerie clouds flow down steep slopes
As though gushing rivers of shadow of death.
Beyond the veil of dark fog
The haunting melody of flute is beaconing,
Guiding spirit into realm devoid of hope,
Where light and tranquility cease to exist.
Tiny drops in the air...
It's drizzling...
Or is it the sky shedding tears, mourning the world's anguish and strife?
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