I am Shui Linglong. I died in a depraved, dilapidated nunnery. The sisters who came here with me died within a few years. When they learned that the lofty empress who had sent us here had passed away “quietly and coldly,” without even having a tomb of her own, they could no longer hold on. There was no hope here. We could not buy back our freedom, and could only be toyed with by lowly men forever. They couldn’t take it, but I was different! I wanted to live! Even if I had to live like a lump of rotting flesh! Still, no one should laugh at anyone else. When I die, I’ll be no more than a rolled-up curtain tossed into a mass grave for wild dogs to...
