Chapter 32 No.32

I am alone on the mountain-top. I have gone the pathway the last time

to lay my offering at the feet of Kwan-yin. She does not hear my

voice. There is no Goddess of Mercy. She is a thing of gold and wood,

and she has mocked my despair, has laughed at the heart that is

within me, that is alive and full of an anguish such as she has never