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Space-time transformed as the jasper cicada’s wings fluttered.
Within one of the other glittering motes of light was another space-time, where there was a vast continent called Heavensign. In the Great Spirit imperial dynasty, it was autumn, and the night was deep.
Outside of the Office of Historians, Chen Mo held an ink pen above a bamboo slip. On the ink stone, the pooled ink rippled as if with waves. Outside the window, the autumn cicadas buzzed. At the end of the desk was a bronze lamp that illuminated piles of ancient records everywhere, as yellow as old tea soaked in time itself.[1]
Chen Mo looked down at the Record of Rivers and Canals which he had just received. He was currently making some annotations for that book, but his pen had stopped atop a certain line.
“In the 9th year of Original Light, Levee Overseer Wang Yan recruited commoners to fill a bottleneck in the river....”
A drop of ink slipped off Chen Mo’s brush, landing on the bamboo slip. It created a big black spot. Chen Mo’s thoughts were equally unclear. This was the thirty-fifth time in recent years that he had found something...
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