C289 Shake off the Cold Star into the Lotus

At night, the clouds outside the window were broken, and the moon in the well was far away from the dust. The flowers scattered in the air as they silently drifted about, never returning a single word as tears rolled down their faces.

Whose order it was that sent a body of silence that shook the cold stars into the lotus. Drinking only half of it? Still drunk, still awake, cup full