It was the familiar giggle again, the impish laughter that resonated in Xiao Xiao and startled her from her calligraphy work. It was just as fortunate that her tutor had not noticed. The old man was dozing away in the afternoon heat.
Suddenly, within Xiao Xiao, unbidden and like a burning sun, a bright light had begun shining.
And within Xiao Xiao, where she shared that heart-to-heart bond, silver scales and a flash of golden eyes stirred.
Ming Zhu, the Pearl that shines, was coming back.