On Yanduan Mountain, the west wind soughed.
Song Ciwan built a fire and roasted a rabbit, all while chatting idly with the Big White Goose.
It was idle chatter, but it was also a lesson in the Dao.
Using the simplest, most common language, she explained the various classic and profound principles from the Celestial Demon Suppression Record to the Big White Goose.
The fire burned in the mountain wind, letting out the occasional CRACKLE, as insects and birds chirped in the distance.
The Big White Goose squatted by Song Ciwan's side, its warm body pressed tightly against her. It turned its head to listen intently, its black-bean-like eyes not blinking once, utterly focused.
Occasionally, it would respond to Song Ciwan with a "HONK HONK HONK." When it honked like that, it meant it understood. If it let out a "HAAAWNK HAAAWNK," it hadn't understood and was asking Song Ciwan to explain again.
