#verse. restructured

There weren't many glaze lilies left in Liyue. According to the history books, there used to be entire fields of them, cared for by a god who's name had been lost. Guizhong Xiangu wished that she could go back to those times, but then, she considered, who would be left to care for the glaze lilies of her age?

Today, she sat on the ground, her Vision-Powered Wheeled Chair resting nearby, and sung a gentle melody to the fragile flowers growing outside Qingce Village. Somehow, she knew that the flowers enjoyed the music, and it was almost as if she could feel them gaining strength the more times she visited.

She heard footsteps approach, but waited continued on until the melody came to its natural end. There was no need to interrupt her performance.

Fontaine wasn't a nation that Guizhong Xiangu had visited in the past - not due to a lack of interest, but rather a lack of time. Ever since she had published her design for her Vision-Powered Wheeled Chair, her list of comissions had grown longer and longer, and before she knew it, there was no time left for herself.

This trip was supposed to help her to relax, only, it was near impossible for her to turn off that analytical part of her mind. That was how she ended up sat in front of an automaton, analytical gaze scanning it curiously.

The snowstorm had been sudden, and Guizhong Xiangu barely had enough time to cover her precious glaze lilies before a blanket of white stretched as far as the eye could see. It really was quite beautiful, but... not the best conditions for travelling.

With her vision nearly whited out, it was proving to be difficult to find her way back to Liyue Harbour - and that wasn't even thinking about how her marvellous Vision-Powered Wheeled Chair struggled to find grip on the snowy surfaces.

Guizhong Xiangu stared at her reflection in the water. It rippled gently, distorting the image staring back up at her. After a few moments passed, she raised her head and looked over towards her companion.

Oh, you've really done it now, Guizhong Xiangu thought as a loud explosion rang out. She just barely managed to avoid being hit by the blast, her Vision-Powered Wheeled Chair racing away from the radius.

Two angry slimes followed her, and she quickly shot out Geo crystals from her Catalyst. This was fine. This was completely and utterly fine. Everything was definitely going according to plan.

Guizhong Xiangu sat on a log. In front of her was a steadily growing campfire, and atop it a pot, ready and waiting for ingredients to be added. This would be her camp for the night, and after the long day, she was looking forward to settling down with a hot meal.