Snow Ke Fanfiction: Standing Proud in the Snow

Fate follows its predetermined course, but human will can still change it. Love may have its first and last, but in the end, who came first and who came later?

See how this story resolves a conclusion that would otherwise leave everyone torn between impossible choices, with no end in sight.

Both men are exceptional, both deeply devoted. No matter whom she chooses, someone will be hurt. So what should she do?

Standing Proud in the Snow: A fresh take on the classic Qiong Yao novel Xue Ke

Waiting for the frosty dawn. A horse’s cry startles me from a broken dream. A handful of cold snow, and my lovesick soul lies shattered. The wind howls, the road stretches on; in cold armor, with bones of steel, I cross the frontier, leaving the sound of the flute behind. Endless winds and yellow sands fill the road; my homeland lies beyond the clouds. From now on, the sound of the hujia and willow flute will cross the Jade Gate without the flute’s mournful notes. I’ll wait for the white-haired soldier to return, that he may lay his bones in his homeland and soothe his dreaming soul. Where tears fall, where shadows fade, a lone rider vanishes into the windblown sand.

A desolate shore. By the great river. Only last night’s campfire ashes remain, with a few wisps of smoke drifting upward...

Beneath the moon, I wait by the window for the one who will return. They have no set date to come back, yet I remain devoted. I don’t know when they’ll return, so I’ll wait until the seas run dry and the rocks crumble!

--------------------From “The Original Scenery of My Hometown”