"The scars of that riot twelve years ago are laid bare before you." —The grave keeper's solemn words draw you…
"The scars of that riot twelve years ago are laid bare before you."
—The grave keeper's solemn words draw your gaze to the nearby tomb.
Amid the mournful, haunting strains of the erhu, swirling ash and distant shadows whisper of desolation stretching as far as the eye can see.