Carved from dark stone, holding water and her deepest grief.
Her brother, Yan-zu, burst through the canvas door. "Daiyu! We must run. Leave everything!" Four Treasures of the Sky by Jenny Tinghui Zhan...
On her small wooden crate, she arranged the only items that tethered her to the home she was forced to leave: Carved from dark stone, holding water and her deepest grief