Fiction: Group 3
But alas, the glow of the Pearl was too mighty. The Dragon followed the light. But was surprised. The
closer she got to the Palace, the stronger the glow got. She understood at once, that the Emperor himself
and stolen it. She went in and faced the Emperor. “May I know what exactly is glowing so brightly from
inside your chambers? Is it just me or does it remind you of the glow that my precious pearl had?” The
Emperor boldly told her the truth. “The Pearl was never and will never be your property. It was mine from
the beginning, I just lent it to you to end your sadness and you talk with me in this way?” The Dragon
roared in rage. She went right in to the chambers, breaking down the doors and took the Pearl. The
Emperor ordered his guards to follow the Dragon and take it back from her.
The Dragon knew she wasn’t safe with her Pearl here on Earth and decided to fly to Heaven. But while
she was flying, she couldn’t carry the Pearl properly as it was too heavy and she dropped it instead in the
river of Heaven. The Wiseman in Heaven decided to leave it there and make peace between the Dragon
and the Emperor. Thus, the Pearl is what we see in the sky every night and is now known as the Moon.
On the other hand, the Emperor didn’t know that the Dragon had run away to Heaven. Every night the
river would carry the Pearl’s reflection and so the Emperor misunderstood and thought that the Pearl had
fallen in the river. As the Emperor had so dearly loved the Pearl, he decided to name the place, the Pearl
River.
So that, folks, is the tale of how Pearl River got its name.
