Fleeting of Life

In the second year of the new Emperor's reign, beneath the mist-shrouded peaks of Mount Ling, a small girl learns the weight of memory.

Xiao Hua is ten years old when she becomes a servant to the mysterious guest in the eastern pavilion-a woman so graceful that even the nuns bow their heads, so beautiful that the child cannot bring herself to look away. The woman teaches her the game of go, plays music that speaks of distant sorrows, and smiles like winter sunlight.
She does not know the woman's name. She does not know that the woman is The Eldest Imperial Princess, exiled to the temple for a crime she did not commit. She does not know that the Emperor's hatred burns like a slow poison in his heart.

But she will learn.

And when the night comes, when the soldiers fill the temple with steel and shadow, Xiao Hua will hide in a wardrobe, press her hand over her mouth, and watch the woman she respects face her final dawn.

This is a story of fleeting moments. Of the silences between breaths. Of a little flower who learns that worthiness is not given but grown-and that even in death, kindness leaves its mark upon the world.

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