[FR translation unavailable] Chinese Philosophy

[FR translation unavailable] The autumn night over Chang’an was as cool as jade, as clear as water. Standing on the high platform of the Imperial Observatory, the Grand Astrologer Wei Chen felt himself a part of the river of stars flowing silently overhead. He was forty-six, and half of his life had been spent on this stone dais. […]

[FR translation unavailable] Ji Fei made calendars the way other men mended roofs: with callused hands and a patient eye for seams. His workshop sat at the end of a narrow lane, its lintel bowed with years and its window always fogged where steam from the teapot met the cold. People in the town called him “the man […]

[FR translation unavailable] Wang Lei was having a personal disagreement with an ancient pine tree. And he was losing. The morning mist clung to the stone steps like a cheap ghost costume, and Wang Lei was trying to punch holes in it. WHUMP! Each fist he threw was meant to be a masterpiece of raw power, a testament […]