The man had endless tasks every day, and many came to see him. Sometimes, he would leave the room for days, even tens of days at a time. Whenever he was away, Ah Da had no choice but to stay inside the incense burner, counting the days with the pearls.
Ah Da saw the seasons change, and one night she drifted out the window, flew up to the eaves, and saw the bright moon at the edge of the sky and the myriad of stars. She should have felt excited by such a scene, yet she always felt as though she had left something behind.
What exactly was it?
Finally, she lay dazed on the eaves, half asleep, and heard someone calling her name by her ear.
"Ah Da…"
"Ah Da, wake up…"
Lost in a daze, Ah Da subconsciously thought, that voice sounded like... Bronze Sword…
Was she back?