Xiber's movements were gentle, and she could easily be pushed away, but he didn't let go, letting her pull him forward.
Her hand was as moist as his, seemingly a bit soft.
They walked along the pebble path, through the dense bloom, with every surrounding scene warm as spring.
During this time, Su Ming'an saw tribespeople running.
"Why are they running away?" he asked.
"They are not running away, they are going to see the sea," Xiber said.
"Ah—ah—ah—"
One cry after another rose, one after the other, as people sang in unison.
In the brilliant rainbow light,
amid the fresh jasmine fragrance,
and the wonderful singing,
Xiber dragged him up a hillside.
From there, the entirety of the Third Tribe could be seen, the rainbow light enveloping the houses, the men and women running and singing... and a vast sea.
Yes,
the sea.
Su Ming'an truly saw, on this barren yellow land... the azure flowing on the ground.
"Is this, the color reflected by the sky?" he said.
