Epilogue
Originally I wanted to write a short story. In the Imperial Palace, once lived a blind concubine. His eyes were unable to see, alone and lonely he lived in a small yard. Every day, there was a person who would come to see him. However, he didn’t enter the yard, also didn’t talk with him, only watched him from faraway and then quietly without a noise he would leave.
Why did the situation become like this? What had actually happened to make these two people become like this? Please bear in mind, sometimes, there was also this kind of story.
This kind of feeling was extremely peaceful, extremely pure.
The Blind Concubine got all he wanted in the end. The Emperor could also stay by the Blind Concubine’s side and watched over him forever. Truly a perfect and suitable ending.
There is a time, being sightless, is also a form of happiness.
The End.
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