Curse of the Golden Flower Page #4

. . .was the final warning .

I was aware. . .

. . .that I could have won

this batttle..

Kill me or dismember me. . .

. . .you will do as you wish. . .

. . . but I need you to know, Father. . .

. . .that I did not rebel. . .

. . .for the sake of the crown.

I did it for mother.

Heaven, earth, and man unite.

Fortune and prosperity to all.

Midnight, the Hour of the Rat.

The Chrysanthemum Festival begins.

Your servant kneels

before you.

Your Majesty's medicine

for the hour is ready.

What is the punishment. . .

. . .for acts of rebellion?

Your Highness,

to be torn apart by five horses.

you hear ...

I am. . .

. . . willing to spare you. . .

. . .only if you agree .

..to one thing..

From this day. . .

. . .every day. . .

. . .only you will pour

your mother's medicine.

Mother. . .

. . .your son has failed you.

Please forgive me.

Your tears

Glisten, laced with pain

The crescent moon

Hangs in the past

Pale with sickness

Cool night, too long

Turns to frost

Who is on the tower

Frozen in despair?

The rain drums lightly

On a crimson pane

My destiny is written on paper

Fluttering in the wind

Distant dreams

Rise like incense

Melting into night

ls your image

Chrysanthemums fall

Weeping to the ground

Traces of your smile

On a yellowing scroll

Your heart now empty

My thoughts quietly rest

The north wind blows

Not yet dawn

Your shadow clear and close

Only companion of my soul

On the lake, a couple mirrored

Blossoms of evening air

Beauty undimmed

Scatter everywhere

A fate hard to swallow

Sadness, do not cross the river

Your autumn heart will sink

Drowning in longing

You will not reach the other shore

Whose hills and rivers

Echo with the clamor of hooves?

My armor is shredded

By the dividing hour

The sky slowly brightens

Your sighs, silk soft

Weave a night of sorrow

So fragile, so spare

Chrysanthemums fall

Weeping to the ground

Traces of your smile

On a yellowing scroll

Your heart now empty

My thoughts quietly rest

The north wind blows

Almost dawn

Your shadow, clear and close

Only companion of my soul

On the lake, a couple reflected

Chrysanthemums sigh

ln the cool night air

Traces of your smile

ln yellowing despair

Your heart now empty

My thoughts quietly rest

The north wind blows

Almost dawn

Your shadow, so close

The only companion of my soul

On the lake, the two of us

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