The mothers and sisters of the clan screamed in agony in the fire. Their gorgeous dresses were swallowed up by the flames, and their jewelry was scattered on the ground, mixed with the sticky blood. The family's treasured classics were burning in the courtyard, thick smoke billowed, and the family coat of arms, which symbolized glory, was split in half with a sharp blade. The servants fled in all directions, but were hit by merciless arrows and fell in pieces. The soldiers tore off my long skirt and hung my body on the city wall. My skin was exposed and wet, and blood flowed down the mottled wall. The cold stone bricks still absorbed the warmth of my life.
Purpose: Women's self-improvement and inspiration