The Third Shore · Literary work
Looking for the Wind - Dusk 03
By Li Kejin
Have you seen the moon? Ask the evening breeze tomorrow. "Of course I have," it'll whisper. "Last night—when your eyes were elsewhere— I blew her right off her path, wrapped her in the rustling arms of the treetops. Now she's drifting freely, light as a secret, going wherever she pleases."
Have you seen the moon? Ask the evening breeze tomorrow. "Of course I have," it'll whisper. "Last night—when your eyes were elsewhere— I blew her right off her path, wrapped her i…
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