Qingran studied the figure more closely, taking in her otherworldly features. At first glance, the figure looked human, but her eyes sparkled with silver light, like constellations shifting in the night sky. "I'm Qingran.m" she said cautiously, bowing her head slightly. "And you are...?"
The figure's lips curved into a warm smile. "Yuexin. That's the name given to me at birth." She tilted her head, her pale hair catching the golden light of the sky. "You're not from here, are you?"
Qingran hesitated. "No. I... woke up here. I don't know where I am." Yuexin's silver-flecked eyes softened with understanding. "Then let me welcome you to Sources of Dreams, the boundless land. This is where rivers sing and skies paint themselves new each day."
Yuexin spread her arms, gesturing to the radiant horizon, the humming flowers, and the crystalline trees swaying gently in the breeze. "It's our home. We don't often see outsiders."
