Chapter Three: Whose Face Did the Moon Borrow?

Gu Linchuan moved in front of Shen Wu. "Run to the other side of the platform. Your previous life left something there." "What about you?" "I stayed to wait for you, not to watch you die beside me again." Lu raised a hand. Townspeople filled the tunnel, casting no shadows, the crescents on their necks joining into a black ring. Shen Wu backed toward the platform's end and found a door set into the rock. It had no lock, only the outline of a palm. She pressed her left hand against it. Her half-seal burned, and her own voice spoke from beyond the door: "Gu Ye, if I do not remember you in my next life, will you still return my name?" Gu Linchuan closed his eyes, as if hearing the question for which he had waited a hundred years. "I will."