The Great Flood (Upon Hearing About XinMei’s Death)
The gods and dragons are furious,
Sending flood waters down upon my province.
Everything I’ve ever known,
Washed away into oblivion.
My love, her husband, my village, her prison,
Just memories now stolen by the void.
Is it karma for our affair so long ago,
Or karma for the evils of our empire?
Are we all just blossoms in the wind,
Torn apart by the eternal tempest?
AD 858