Keeping the Lamp on the Maple Bank
As Uncle Qin counts the twenty-ninth incense stick, he suddenly notices the bruises on the wrist of the boy chosen for the river sacrifice. The clan head says the boy volunteered to consult the waters, and they need only wait for the auspicious hour to launch the boat; yet through all these years, Uncle Qin has never dared look again at the whirlpool beneath the maple grove. There is no one in the temple who can stop the boat, and the sun keeps sinking. He heads to the dock to find the boatwoman who has refused to ferry the temple’s pilgrims ever since her elder brother died.
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