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Dawn's light spills into the shrine, illuminating the wooden tablets, and the one figure who never changed. S…

Dawn's light spills into the shrine, illuminating the wooden tablets, and the one figure who never changed. Songs praising the River Master echoes across the Yellow River basin. No one knows how many years it has been sung, or how far it has traveled...

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