p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; text-align: justify; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Arial; color: #000000; background-color: transparent; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"I rocked our little child, who we had named Bai Jin Dong. It had been quite troublesome to explain why we were not dead and had not been seen in hundreds of years. We ended up just telling the truth, that Fate had put us through endless mortal trails until we married. There were a lot of questions from everybody, but when my new husband gave me a small kiss on my forehead, they all miraculously went quiet. Just the memory of the looks on their faces was enough to make me laugh. As little Jin Dong fell asleep in my arms, I began reciting a poem I had made while I was still a hopelessly heartbroken fox cub. I softly began, "Once, a heart was so alone, it built itself a wall of stone. Inside that wall, it grew old. Till the heart turned stone cold…"/span/p
