Two Months Later: Early Summer
Su Xiang went to the market, picking up some fresh vegetables and fish for dinner that night.
She carried a basket around her arm, approaching a stand that sold onions. She purchased them, thanking the seller before walking around the market. She then heard someone telling a story out loud, and some people were getting annoyed by the old man.
Su Xiang paused, straining her eyes to hear what he was saying, but most of what he was saying didn't make sense, or they were pieces of a story, not telling it as a whole.
He was frying some food in a pot over a small fire as he spoke:
"When the sleeping dragon awakens from its timeless slumber, the creature shall squint its narrow eyes against the waiting sun, listening to the sound of widowed beauty, humming a sad, sorrowful tune of a mourning song…
