[last lines]
Kublai Khan:
I ask of you, as a Wudang priest, give my son his Chinese name.
Hundred Eyes:
There have been 500 over time who have held the name Emperor of All China, Son of Heaven. Ordained by blood, there are those who would have been better suited to harvest cow dung than to rule the greatest empire on earth. There are those who were as silver, a lesser metal, but worthy of coinage. And then there are those, like cold stone, who force their strength and fury and win the title by fear and intimidation. Blood is nothing. Heart and spirit make the sage. And by this, I give this boy the name Jingim. "True gold."
Kublai Khan:
Hmm. So be it. He will walk out of here with this name, and carry it as his own into a tomorrow only the oracles can see. As for you, priest, this temple is yours.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 07:57