Father, Don’t Cry
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Han Sen took out the gourd and placed it in his hand. It was previously gold, but now it was dim and dirty-looking. Cracks had manifested across its surface, giving it the appearance of dried, distressed mud.
Its heartbeat, however, was growing stronger and stronger. Han Sen believed something would soon emerge.
"Is this it? Is whatever's inside it finally going to reveal itself?" Han Sen was shocked.
He was glad that whatever was inside was finally going to come out of the gourd, but he couldn't help but wonder whether it would be a good thing or a bad thing.
As the gourd vibrated, the mud-like shell began to flake away.