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The Song of Winter part 5Shen lowered his head into his wings, breathing heavily. “Wh-why was I so foolish?” he asked himself faintly. He might have sat there like that all night, questioning himself and wracking his brain for answers, but his broodings were interrupted not a minute later by heavy footsteps thudding into his room.
He clutched his blankets around his shoulders, wondering if this was the foretold second ghost. If no, this spirit had none of the quiet finesse of the ghost of winter past; it seemed to be lumbering towards him gracefully, and when he caught a glimpse of its silhouette behind the curtains around his bed mat, he saw that its shape was huge and hulking. Even though his first ethereal visitor had done nothing to harm him physically, he couldn’t help but withdraw fearfully as the shape reached one massive black hand out and parted the curtains, revealing…
Shen didn’t even need to stop and think about this one. “And it was at that mom
The Song of Winter part 4A short while later, Shen found himself very worn out and decided to get to bed. He doused the fire and caught himself nervously checking for lurking shadows in the corners of his room. He shook his head, trying to raise himself out of this fearful stupor. “Spirits. What humbug,” he muttered to himself, and slipped beneath the blankets on his bed mat.
He wasn’t sure how much time passed – maybe an hour, maybe two – before he was awakened by a strange, bright light.
Shen stirred in bed, his sleepy eyes squinting at a sort of glowing ball that seemed to be hovering above him. The golden light was blinding at first, but then it seemed to dim, revealing the form of…
“Of…mmm…Nana!” Shen decided, pointing at the soothsayer.
His audience burst into appreciative laughter, while the soothsayer looked rather indignant. “Me? Why me?” she demanded.
The Song of Winter part 3That evening, Shen trudged home through the quickly mounting snowdrifts. It was already quite dark outside, and deathly silent. No one was out on the streets, as all of the villagers seemed to have shut themselves into their homes, hoarding warmth and eagerly awaiting the holiday that morning would bring.
Shen’s house was on the outskirts of town. It was a large, rambling, yet ill-maintained manor that was much too big for the lone miser who inhabited it. Yet he coveted that house as much as he did his money, and he did about as much with it. After walking in the bitterly cold wind, seeing his front door was an utter relief…but he couldn’t help but hesitate when he finally reached it, squinting in confusion at the door knocker. His gold-cast lion’s head knocker looked different. In fact, it looked more like the head of a wolf.
But then the wind sliced through his cloak again, and he grumbled something incoherent and entered his home. His eyes must have been
The Song of Winter part 2“Sheng Li, or Shen, cared more about money than he did any person in the world. He was a cruel, heartless miser who, although he was quite rich, never spent a penny more than he had to. He barely paid his employees, and his clients always found that he charged exorbitant amounts of money for his services. Everyone in the Valley of Peace knew that his heart was as cold and black as a piece of coal…”
A gentle winter snow was spinning down over the Valley of Peace, lightly dusting every building and street with white powder. Children ran out of their homes to play in the flurries, while parents ran after them, shouting and trying to wrap heavier clothes around their squirming offspring. Cheerful villagers stopped on seemingly every corner to chat, and one topic of conversation came up much more than any other: “The holiday is tomorrow!” “Tomorrow is the Winter Feast!” “What are your plans?”
The Song of Winter part 1Once upon a time, the annual Winter Feast at the Jade Palace had been an elegant, traditional affair, as unchanging and stodgy as many of the old kung fu masters who attended it. But several years ago, the Dragon Warrior had changed all that, altering the traditions to reflect the warm family atmosphere that he was accustomed to during the holidays. After a little experimentation to see what felt right, it was decided that each year, the Winter Feast would now be a relatively informal gathering of the kung fu masters and any family members they wanted to bring with them. It was also open to any villagers from the Valley of Peace who wanted to attend so it was really no surprise that the Winter Feast was a usually large, sometimes chaotic, and always enjoyable event.
It was especially so this year, Shen thought fondly as he looked around the dining hall of the Jade Palace. Dinner was over, and while servants cleared the many large tables spread about the decorated room, masters and
A Great Escape chapter 13The cold air was stinging his cheeks; a winter wind was effortlessly slipping sharp, icy fangs between his feathers and into his skin. Yet still Shen kept running, traversing the night-darkened streets of Gongmen City, though he didn’t know why. He wondered if he was being chased by someone, and instantly knew that he wasn’t. He had to get to something else, some unknown destination – and he was running out of time.
Then a shadow dropped down in front of him, a swirling figure of gray, white, and dark burgundy. It raised a silver dagger that gleamed so brightly that it was impossible to look upon; it was like a flash of lightning gripped in his adversary’s hand. Shen hissed, for he knew this figure and he knew that weapon. He had seen both of them before. He shifted into a fighting stance.
The figure lunged towards him, driving the dagger in the direction of his chest, but he intercepted this move and grabbed his
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