Tome of Troubled Times

With a sword in hand and wine in tow, I roam the rivers and lakes, the slender waist of Chu swaying lightly in my palm. A young man shoulders a long blade, a jug of wine hanging at his waist, striding forward with purpose, yet the rivers and lakes in his heart remain elusive. In the chaos of the world, I turn a page in the book, decades of night rain in the rivers and lakes passing by. Suddenly, I look back, only to find that I have already shattered the mortal world.