On his journey into exile, Hong Yu heard the sound of water once more, the familiar rush of the waterfall by C…
On his journey into exile, Hong Yu heard the sound of water once more, the familiar rush of the waterfall by Celestial Spring Station. The sound hadn't changed; it was just as it had been over forty years ago, when he first set out.
If he followed that sound, he could still return.
Return to where his fellows waited, to a place closer to the brothers he once fought beside.
Yet he hesitated. What news could he carry back?
Could he face that forgotten place? Could he meet the hopeful eyes of his fellow warriors?
Still, the water's call continued as a quiet summons.
Following its flow would lead him home. He had to go back and deliver his report.
For Celestial Spring Station was made to bear messages.
Every message, whether truth or deceit, must find its final destination.
This would be the only false message he'd ever carry in all his years as a messenger.