"Some people give the gift of peace & tranquility to every life they touch. They are always who they really are. They are blessedly reliable, dependably good, predictable pleasant, loved & treasured by all who know them.
You are one of those people.
You are a gift of peace & tranquility."
- Anonymous
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YILING MARKET
A young boy hopped from one stall to another oblivious to the crowd surrounding him. The way he showed himself around indicates that he is very familiar with the place. With his charming smile, he greeted and dazzled everyone he met with his cheerful yet gentle voice. Young and old, the boy make sure that he leaves a well-wishing day to eveyone and especially to those having their "bad hair day", can feel the sincerity oozing from the young boy and they too returned the greeting with an equal fervor and a smile. The boy clearly shows a vibrant personality and still indicates a sweetness of gentleness that cannot be found mostly in the same age category as him.
The boy left the stand when he saw a grandma having difficulties carrying her sacks full of varieties of vegetables. He come over and lend a helping hand. The grandma thank the you boy and bless his caring soul. The boy flushed in red. To the ones who witness such kind act, smile and laugh good-naturedly and the boy has the audacity to pout.
"Just like one of his fathers." they thought.
The grandma gave the boy some pieces of her potatoes and radishes as a gratitude of the kind-hearted act. The boy accepted it with a thankful bow and went home after buying the needed necessities.
Everyone in that market knows who the young boy is. They saw how the unruly child turned into a young boy with a gentle nature but with a hint of mischievousness. They saw the unveiled truth of the past and they vowed to protect the young boy secretly. Not just the young boy but also his family. They are now part of that family (a secret unbeknownst of the young boy and his family) & family protect each other. The people in that market strongly vowed that no one must take the innocence of the young boy however how harsh the reality of the world they live in.
Only they know and they must be keep it that way. As long as they can keep it on themselves, they must persevere. And that is just what they will do.
As the day passed, the market is in full swing and every vendors returned to their stalls calling out buyers for their goods to be sold.
BURIAL MOUNDS
Since the "death" of their master, the burial mounds sealed itself, not letting anyone to even take a step into the place.
The spirits loyal to their "master" promised to protect the place they called and now known as their home. After soo many years of losing their selves from resentment, they found peace and family when their master brought over the Wen Remnants but it did not last long for the world again took their families away from them.
As that fateful day, the spirits make sure that no one, cultivators or not, must never set even just at the foot of the mountain. They must nevet let anyone enter and destroy the place again.
Some fierce corpses are present as well as ghosts. They are conscious as well as a fighter. They had been taught well by their "master" and by their "master's" trusted friends. As of the moment, the fierce corpses are in the field training their selves and following the actions demonstrated by no other than their "general". As time passed, they can feel a sudden shift of the wind. A message. At last, the time has come.
One fierce corpse went inside the Slaughtering Cave to announced to his family the exciting news.
UNKNOWN TERITORY
The place is magical and outworldy. Magical for it surges a different kind of energy. Outworldly for there must be no such place in this earthen world. It embodies perfection in aesthetic and not even a renowned artist can paint this heavenly beauty. The environment is covered with an invisible forcefield to protect the place as well as the outside world.
No one has yet to uncovers the secret it held. The place is another source of pure energy that not even the Gusu Mountains can unrivaled the greatness the place manifested.
At the top of the tallest mountain, stood a man with his hair halfly done and tied with a white and red ribbon. The hair sways along with the wind. The man stood still with a relaxed posture. "At peace" is the only words to describe the man.
Later on, a gentle yet deep voice called the man.
"A-ying."
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