Abandoned Post

Songstone Bridge was in utter ruins, but a faint gold-green energy danced around its ruined timbers on one side of the gorge separating the mainland from Songshu Isle. The sheer size of the gorge would make it impassable for most- but not for practitioners of the Dragon Pulse.

The Hongmoon survivor flew like a kite in the wind as the Dragon Pulse flowed over the gorge and onto Songshu Isle. No one could control the flow of an individual Dragon Pulse, really; one simply surrendered to the raw power in humble deference to the larger forces at work. Such trust was essential in the path to Dragon Pulse mastery, and perhaps in the path to personal enlightenment as well.