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Purgatory Artist - Chapter 473: Unfixed History
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... infant's face.
The infant was unusually calm, not crying at all, nor did he move his body out of curiosity.
"Little one, are you not moving because you're blind? Once you grow up, you'll know that the world isn't just darkness."
The old Daoist sat in front of the fire, lightly plucking the strings of his pipa.
The tinkling of jade beads was scattered all over the ground. He sang in a low voice:
"Silver candles illuminate the cold autumn screen."
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