Leaving Nothing Behind

In the chaos, I came to this place. I have no idea how I got here, and I have no answer to where I am going.

Fate surges and shifts, pushing history along as it slips through our fingers. Everything is so mysterious.

Three hundred years removed from that turbulent age, I stand quietly to one side, watching the heavens send one storm after another their way. This is a world of men, and I can only watch from the sidelines, lost in the love these godlike men bring me.

Yunti's love is warmth;

Yongzheng's love is despair;

Yunxiang's love is disillusionment;

Hongli's love is surrender...

When my cold fingers touch that anguished, all-consuming love, nothing else matters.

Every time I give, I give with all my heart. All that remains is the emptiness when I wake from a dream. I watch the breeze brush by and the clouds drift past, and so I leave nothing behind...

A distant, ethereal song reaches me:

“I gave you my heart and gave him my body

Willing to leave nothing behind

With nothing left to hold me back

If I still have sorrow

Let the wind blow it away

If I still have happiness

I still have happiness...”

Let the wind blow it away. Yes, I leave nothing behind...