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1. My muse has become mute. They are seeing yours for the first time since this happened.
Nanfeng didn’t understand how it happened. Sure, she’d suffered a few pretty nasty blows, but how could it have affected her voice? She was still too wounded to get out of bed on her own, and with her voice gone, she felt completely helpless. It isn’t fair, she thought bitterly.
When she heard someone enter, she quickly turned her head to see who it was–and of course, it was Sima Yuqing. At first a smile grew on her face, and her immediate reaction was to greet her– but nothing came out. Her cheery expression vanished in a heartbeat, and she looked away. She couldn’t say anything no matter how badly she wanted to, even to her dearest friend.
