A collection of short stories and made up fairy-tale
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In the center of Azure Jade lake, there's a pavilion.
In the tall Autumn Leaves pavilion, there's a casket.
In the Ice Jade casket, there's a body.
Within that body, there's a broken heart...
Cruelly, within that broken heart, was a curse.
~ Those who seek to wake the most beloved, must offer a Breath of Life ~
~ Those who dared to touch the most beloved,shall die ~
These were the words accompanying the person within the casket.
~*~
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Two Benevolence played a game of weiqi, deep in the Halls of Loving Salvation.
"Merciful She Who Listens, aren't you making a move anytime soon?"
"My Lady of Jade Palace, every move is important. Shhh."
After a while, and a few movements between the two of them on the board, the elder opened her mouth.
"Speaking of moves, the punishment for your handmaiden, Everlasting Maple, isn't it a bit harsh?"
"No."
The tone of her voice warned against continuing with the topic. But Merciful She Who Listens plodded on.
"There's no sin in falling in love. Isn't it your domain, after all?"
"Merciful Benevolence, Everlasting Maple was honoured with a task by The Great One. But she failed her duty. And so, brought shame to all that resides beneath This One's good name. This One was not faulting her for loving that...person. But for forgetting herself, to the dereliction of her duty."
"Ah."
Lady of Jade Palace raised an eyebrow, questioning that ambiguous sound.
Merciful She Who Listens clears her throat and placed a black stone onto the board.
"If it is solely a disciplinary measure, then This One shall steer clear of the matter."
A snort, from the elegant figure in green in front of the venerable entity.
A white stone was swiftly placed following her move.
Silence fell. For a long time there was no sounds other than the clacking of stones against wood.
The haughty air dissipated from the Lady of Jade Palace, leaving her strangely vulnerable.
Merciful She Who Listens, always attuned to such things, smiled and left her side of the board. Settling down beside her companion, she opened her arms and wordlessly offered a hug.
