...It has been five years since I accompanied the princess to her marriage, so far from home. The snow falls s…
...It has been five years since I accompanied the princess to her marriage, so far from home.
The snow falls so heavily tonight. She called for me again, to bring Yuenu's Wine of Longing.
The princess is never one for drink, but perhaps tonight the moon reminds her too much of the one that shines over Chang'an. She drank cup after cup, her weeping inconsolable.
I saw it with my own eyes—crimson tears of blood fell from her lashes, though she seemed not to feel them. One drop landed on the hairpin in her hand, just before she flung it far into the dark water.
She clutched my hand, her whispers of the Tang tongue too faint to be understood.
I know she is homesick. But what can I do...?
Is her fate not my own?