The world in which we live is no more real than a moon beam reflected in water drawn from the palm of the hand...
Shan SaHappiness is something you lay siege to, it is a battle like a game of go. I will take hold of all the pain and snuff it out.
Shan SaI have been brought up in a world dominated by honor. I have known neither crime, poverty, nor betrayal, and here I taste hatred for the first time: it is sublime, like a thirst for justice and revenge."
-the girl who played go
Every man has to die. Choosing oblivion is the only way of triumphing over this.
Shan SaI hand the cage to him and he takes it firmly in his arms.
'Your hankie smells nice,' he says, almost in a whisper.
Years have passed and how I am anxiously watching the twilight of my childhood, quietly sinking, never to rise again.
Shan SaI reply with a letter as brief as his: 'My brother, after my first battle the only thing I now worship is the sun, a star that represents death's constancy. Beware of the moon, which reflects our world of beauty. It waxes and wanes, it is treacherous and ephemeral. We will all die some day . . . .
Shan SaOut on the street I start to run; I need to breathe in this life, the trees, the warmth of my town. I will be able to control my own fate and I will know how to be happy. Happiness is something you lay siege to, it is a battle . . .
Shan SaI splash my head with ice-cold water and turn to face the mirror. When my image appears I instinctively look away.
Is there a truth on the other side that we do not want to see?
I must go live at the ends of the earth and have my child there while I wait for Min and Jing to be freed.
That happy day will come: two men making their way towards a little cottage lost in the open countryside.
The door opens . . .
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