(Ping Xie) If That Were a Wound

This one will probably have a bad ending. Alas, I'm still trying to come up with a plot. I want to write H, I want to make it bloody. I want to write about tomb raiding. I want to write something heart-wrenching, but I always feel like I can't bring myself to do it. Maybe I'm just inexperienced, or something. There's a melody that really draws me in: Ripples in the Ancient City. Naturally, it made me think of Ping Xie, and of the way Xiao Ge searches for his memories. Their figures moving through the ancient city... If I could write all of that down, it would make a wonderful story.