Tuo gathered them one by one from the riverbed's mire, wiping them clean to dry in the air. He trekked through…
Tuo gathered them one by one from the riverbed's mire, wiping them clean to dry in the air. He trekked through the chaos of war and past fields of unburied dead; he was beset by bandits and despoiled by the starving. Yet when they beheld the contents of his chest, each turned away in bewilderment and wonder.
Through years of relocation and tireless travel, Tuo never allowed a single page to be frayed or creased.