Fiction: Group 4
The Search of the Night Pearl
True Light Middle School of Hong Kong, Lee, Yuen Kiu Michelle - 15,
Fiction: Group 4
Ch. 1
t was another peaceful and quiet night. Lights were scattered along Victoria Harbour. The light
silver iFC building right across the harbour seemed to show its nobility among all skyscrapers
with lights blooming from the building. The gorgeous scenery and the salty breeze of the
nighttime summer sea seemed to attract love birds to share their time near the shore. The warm night
embraces residential apartments under Lion Rock with warm conversations between family members.
People were listening and sharing thoughts to each other, and so did people in this house in To Kwa Wan.
“Tales are spread throughout all places, but only the true stories will stay in people’s minds and hearts
forever.” A lady with her face full of wrinkles was looking out the window, ready to tell a bedtime story to
her favourite 5-year-old granddaughter. The little girl lied down on her own little bed, holding her teddy
bear ready to get to sleep. The grandmother sat at the side of the bed, looking at her adorable
granddaughter, and slowly started to tell the story, “Taizu Emperor was a beloved emperor in Song Dynasty.
He loved his people and always thought and took care of their needs. The Pearl River Delta then was not
developed, and people lived a simple and poor life. Most were not that happy back then. Though the
emperor always stayed at the capital Linan, he sent many secret agents around the country to report the
living conditions and standards of his people. After knowing about the complaints of his people, he decided
that he had to do something to help his beloved citizens. He had a precious pearl which was said to be
blessed by a powerful monk. The pearl would give out pale green lights when it’s put in the dark, and
rumours were spread throughout the country saying that it contained the eyeballs of the dead emperor,
Tang Taizong. I hope you don’t find it scary, honey. But the pearl healed the sick queen who nearly died
after being stabbed, and she later on gave birth to the only king in history with green eyes. Taizu Emperor
had the pearl put into the river surrounded by these poor villages, hoping that the pearl would let out magic
powers to guard and help the people there. Now, these places along the Pearl River became modern and
well-developed. Many people still attribute this to the Night Pearl, the emperor’s blessings. However, some
say that the Night Pearl was already stolen away when the Japanese came to invade our country. No one
knows the whereabouts of the pearl now, but we still believe that the Night Pearl is still guarding us, and the
blessings of Taizu Emperor will never end.”
The dark brown eyes of the little girl sparkled with confusion and mistrust. She crossed her arms, showing
her dissatisfactionwith the story, “But who knows if it is true? It might have been made up by someone, or
someone may have just misheard it.” The old lady let out a slight laugh. This girl was mature as compared to
other children of the same age, “Well, as I have said, honey. Tales are spread throughout all places, but only
the true stories will stay in people’s minds and hearts forever. The existence of the pearl only depends on
your belief. If you really want to know more about it, just find it out yourself. Nothing beats seeing it with
your own eyes.” The old woman replied while gently patting her head. The girl’s eyes suddenly glowed in
the night. They were filled with excitement and the thirst to find out the truth. “I will find it out myself, I
will!” The little girl silently made a promise to herself. The grandmother gave the young girl a kiss on the
forehead and left her bedroom.
Ch. 2
Beep! Beep! Beep! A white slender arm stretched out of the pink-and-yellow comforter and swept the
alarm onto the ground, hitting the library books on Song Dynasty laying across the bedroom floor. Sunshine
shed through the apertures of the curtains, putting a golden cover on the comforter and the black long hair
scattered on the pillow. The person buried in the bed seemed to have no intention to get up or even wake
up, until a woman burst into the room and ruined the rare silence in the morning.
“Oh, come on, please, you’re still sleeping? Come on, get up now or you’ll be late for school!” The growl
of the woman was as loud as thunder, yet it did not seem to bother the silhouette on the nice warm soft
bed. The woman did not seem to be surprised this time. She took out a spray bottle from her back and
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