A continuation of Shaka's birthday story from 2006. Just imagine Qu Yi as Yasodhara. Hehe.
She had her back to me, but I recognized her without a doubt. Yes, this was the woman I had known before the dawn of time, after the sigh of her fall: robes drifting like an immortal's or a cloud's, a calm figure swaying in the breeze, long hair perfectly in place. I remember her face, pale and finely drawn, untouched by the ravages of time, as still as distant mountains painted in ink.
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