Once a nameless shoal, it is named for its blooming reeds. Legend says a wife waited here for her soldier, who…
Once a nameless shoal, it is named for its blooming reeds. Legend says a wife waited here for her soldier, who swore to return when the reeds flowered. She watched in vain until she vanished, her soul said to have scattered into the drifting catkins. Now, the wind sighs through reeds that have turned white, as if in grief for all souls parted by war.