The Sleeping Dragon

The deities bring things from our homes. They brought something of mine, within that lot. A small token from my wife, which she gave to me a long time ago, when we were newlyweds. It is a lock of her hair sealed within a small velvet pouch. A simple item, one that grants no power, but... I am happy beyond words to grasp it in my hands. A connection to Yue Ying. Not as comforting a presence as my Lady herself, but something. A token of great meaning to me. I shall keep it on my person at all times.

Mayhap other citizens are receiving such items. May they bring you all hope and happiness.