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Invisible currents pushed the lotus lantern onward, slowly carrying it away.
In the distance, the lake narrowed and froze into a river of ice.
Sun Fuling tugged his sleeve and pulled him toward the nearest arched bridge. Many others stood there as well, leaning over the railings.
From here, they could look down over the dim surface of the lake. The world was already gripped by evening gloom. Only the ice lotus’ crystalline petals reflected the candle’s warm, trembling light floating in the darkness.
People walking along the shore would pause, fall silent for a moment, and whisper a prayer when they saw the drifting lantern.
He Lingchuan turned his head and saw three or four other lotus lanterns scattered across the water. Each lonely flame carried the weight of someone’s emotions for the departed.
Sun Fuling pressed her hands together at her chest and murmured her own prayer, pious and focused, no different from the others standing along the bridge.
These lotus lanterns would burn only until they drifted beyond Panlong City’s bounds. After that, they were left to the myriad peaks and waters of the Chipa Highland.
“Once you’ve set the lantern afloat, you should set the matter down as well,” Sun Fuling said quietly. Her words were plain, but they struck home. “The dead are already gone. However, the living must keep going.”
In the future, they would surely come here many more times to release lotus lanterns.
It was better to learn early how to let go. It hurt less.
After the lantern had drifted far away, dwindling...
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