Tales of the Great Wei

Severed limbs rotted in the mud. The stench crept through the gaps in his armor, gnawing away at the last traces of life.

The blood-red setting sun stained his eyelashes dark crimson.

When the last sliver of light pierced between his fingers, he saw his shadow being torn apart on the scorched earth, studded with broken halberds, like a smear of oil paint crushed to pieces.

Before him, nothing remained but that ruined city wall, a golden sea of wheat, and three boys laughing and playing...

In the distance, a wildflower smiled sweetly at him...

He laughed through his tears...

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.