She said, "How do you think my dragon dance was today?"
"Beautiful. Your dance is unmatched in the world."
"Actually, I have an even more beautiful dance that I created just for you. It's not for praying for blessings; I just want to please you with it. But I'm tired today. When I feel better someday, I'll perform it for you."
Memories seemed to fast-forward to the day when the end of the world truly arrived.
That catastrophe was also known as the Great Flood of ancient times.
Huge tsunamis and powerful floods caused mountains to tremble in the waves and the land to groan amidst the upheaval. With the force of a mighty thunderbolt, they roared toward the land, swallowing cities and valleys, and sought to devour all living beings.
Those who devoutly worshiped her, who regarded her as their faith, fled in all directions.
There were the elderly, frail and faltering.
There were children, still toddling and babbling.
