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Darke clouds pressed the sky into a dim, black heaviness, the mourning hall was desolate and bleak, paper money fluttered like snow in the courtyard, and the sound of someone’s footsteps approached slowly, unhurried and steady.
The woman was wrapped in a plain white gown, with the wild wind billowing her skirt, but the frost-colored silk flower by her temple was as pristine as suet, in the flickering candlelight of the crumbling mourning hall, amid the fluttering paper money, her ...
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