She once briefly had a wet nurse. Thick fur, a soft tail, wrapped her small body securely. Under the full moon…
She once briefly had a wet nurse. Thick fur, a soft tail, wrapped her small body securely. Under the full moon, even the desert's sharp wind-blades could not come near her.
On the dunes gathered many creatures that looked like her wet nurse. They stretched their necks, howling one after another, proclaiming this place as their territory.
With a tender voice, straining with all her might, she joined in, letting out a loud wail.
Later, she was taken back to Horsehelm Village by He Youqu.
For the first time, she learned that humans need to wear furs, eat warm food; that besides surviving, there are other things one must do.
He Jin watched the people of Horsehelm Village go in and out of wells, spending their entire lives seeking the water source marked on a single map.
He Youqu taught her to live like a human, taught her the promises between people, the convictions in people's hearts.
She learned to be a person.
But the wind and sand have always had a great appetite.
A sandstorm struck, the well collapsed, and everyone wept together.
She was held in a villager's arms as they fled in panic. Sand and stone crashed down heavily, cutting off He Youqu's figure.
When she wandered by Jade Gate Pass, she had seen sand devour many things. Big and small, dead and alive. Promises, convictions, person to person... in the end, they still could not withstand the wind and sand.
Surely, survival is the most important thing?