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A Meditation for those with Hou-shen


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清明节
Qīngmíng jié - Tomb Sweeping Day ( 1720 )
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在天空中,猴子又平静又快乐.
Zài tiānkōng zhōng, hóuzi yòu píngjìng yòu kuàilè.

“ In the Sky, the Hou-Zi are both peaceful and happy.”
-   Feng Guihua

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Allies and families, Hou-zi and friends alike, meditated within the depths of the temple, mumbling silent prayers to the fallen who did not make it on their journey of reviving the glory of the Hou-zi within the Jade republic. In honor of the ancestors, a sweet cinnamon incense was used within the temple in order to beckon the spirits of the ancestors to join in the meditation that occurred. Feng Guihua, a skilled silk weaver and one who recently mourned the disappearance of Feng Kuaisu, set up a gravestone for those fallen in their journey- such as the brave Lang Xiahou presumed perished at the docks fighting for the freedom of the civilians of the previous State of Shen. 


The people meditated within the Temple, and listened to Guihua as she gestured to the ancestors and to Hou-shen as a thank you, and a plea, for that this day may be the end of tragedy and that they may continue to watch and guide the Hou-zi. The gong rang thrice, a loud bell ringing throughout the Jade Republic and throughout the ocean surrounding the isle, the cry of Hou-shen ringing through the heavens for all fall prey to. After a brief meditation, the people of the Jade Republic left for the tombstone, set up with an ashtray and another incense. Passing around paper, with golden character 钱 ( Qian - Money ) written upon it, the Hou-zi and allies bowed thrice to the memory of the fallen, and tossed the money into a flame for their prayers and words to be heard to their ancestors. The fire ignited fiercely, the sparks of the flames shared the emotions of grief and anguish towards the losses endured in their journey, but also incited that change came soon. 


At the end of the day, they sat in front of the Mingxiang Tea-house, and ate together. Discussing plans of the future, discussing stories, sharing tales between one another and rejoicing in the present, the ancestors smiling upon them as they too took part in their own way. They hoped that peace, would continue to thrive, and with the coming end of the construction within the Jade Republic, the Hou-zi will continue to prosper under the eyes of the heavens. 

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Feng Guihua nodded, placing the last incense stick next to the alter. “Uncle Kuaisu, Guihua hope Guihua make you proud...” She commented slowly, a tear falling her cheek. She watched the incense slowly disappear, into the sky, as she sent her last prayers to the Heavenly Realm where her own presumably rest...

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Xin is proud of these one” the Huangdi  Hsieh-Xin says, looking over his people from a distance as they continue to celebrate ”Xin has never seen Hou as prosperous as this, but this is only the beginning. If Xiongdi continue to grow as we have, the Hou-Zi will be one of the most glorious and prosperous people in the land” the Huangdi smiles, finishing his thoughts as he takes a seat next to his wife, enjoying the end of the festival with his kin.

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An old monk smiles as she hears of the news, pausing to glance at the quiet moon in the sky.

 

“This old monk is glad that her rushed ritual was not all that could be offered, and that proper respect has been given by the families. Wisdom blesses their souls, and that of the new Republic. May the honoured dead lie in peace, their memories treasured by their loved ones.”

 

After a moment, the Laobai starts shuffling down the long path before her, sandals clicking against the faded stone. She continues her pondering, her words carrying on the gentle breeze.


“With time, the most wounded hearts must heal. Perhaps with time, even the great divide will heal as well. Keep following this path, xiōngdì, and the heavens will bless you with fortune.”

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Liao Chen, not at the ceremony due to searching for missing Liaos lost during the evacuation of Qinghai nods in approval at the ceremony.

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Moved to The Great Library. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly.

 

If you feel this is a mistake, please contact myself or any FM and we'll restore it. 

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