She was once a secluded orchid behind the pearl curtains of a woman's quarters. She was once a strand of soft silk gripping a steel rifle. After a carefully planned ambush meant to kill her, fate spared her, and she became her. No longer silent, she revealed the brilliance within. Men fought for the world, but who could claim a land of ten thousand miles, beautiful as a painting, and win a beauty's hand to roam the world together? In a world torn by chaos, he would turn his back on the world for her, and draw her brows and arrange her hair.
She searched the frozen depths of the sea for a glimmer of hope, only to glimpse the gorgeous sunlight when she awoke.
He said, “Stand there. Watching you smile at me, I suddenly feel that a hundred years of life amount to nothing at all. The changes of the world pass in the blink of an eye.”
Hand in hand for a hundred years!
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
