Letter from the Archives from one Soo- Bee (General) to his Lady known only as the Lady of Ahn … ….. This letter was never delivered as Soo- Bee moved too quickly and had not been made aware of the attack against his own Village where his Family and ordinary livelihood was destroyed after betrayal by Eunuchs who had been taken as prisoners earlier against the advice of Soo- Bee.

It was felt appropriate not to inform the old man of his misfortune for fear of his efficiency and loyalty coming into question. Had one troubled to consult Soo-Bee rather than decide for him, life would have been much different and that now referred to as interesting times by Scholars would not have developed, for such things were regarded as ‘troubling times ‘ by the old man who preferred the Art of Tea drinking to the Art of War .

“Letter to Home

I greet you with the affection and loyalty of a Dragon to the Phoenix. I send you my love as a Tiger guarding his Dragon and adore you as an Ox serves and adores the One that allows him to eat gently whilst pulling the plough that will feed the family.

As a man I send you all my undying love and affection and miss the times that we shared a meal, the times that we spend watching our Garden grow and the laughter of all that were under our roof.

I have little time to go into the details of all that has occurred, it has been troubling to me, and I fear that upon my return you will find me a man much changed. I know find that the silences keep me awake and I wait eagerly for the sun to rise in the morning knowing that I have lived through another night which in time will bring me home to that which is ours.

Those that the emperor has entrusted to my care have become sons and daughters, I smile thinking of them regarding you as a ‘Mother’ to them. I eat the same food and wear the same clothing out of respect for that which they will face. I am with them at all times yet eat alone for I seek not to share a meal with another until I find my way home .

I have learned many things about myself and the world that we had not yet met. The frontier is indeed a very large area and though people we meet look different in appearance and some of the men have full beards and flowing robes, they are men none the less and they too have families much like ours.

I have found that though we may consider ourselves well ensconced in our Middle Kingdom, we are surrounded by vibrant cultures that superficially appear different but have much the same aims.

Trade and the exchange of ideas that benefit all is one major reason for protecting the Silk and keeping open all opportunities to communicate with the rest of the world. We trade is silk and spices, tea and other items regarded as precious. Those belonging to other Kingdom’s trade in those things that nature allows them to grow or dig out of the ground.

I have found it important to learn the languages and customs of those that I meet to ensure that none of our Sons or Daughters come to harm for the lack of understanding.

It has been at times terrible finding those that would not reason and being forced into defending our home so far away. There is no glory in death, and no man speaks of the glories of the Empire when he lies in another’s arm breathing his last. Mostly they talk of their mothers and those they will miss most here and I hope that their Ancestors will greet them kindly.

The full moon looks much the same from anywhere that we have ventured, and it makes me feel strange to know that you will be looking at the same Moon , yet separated by many li in distance. There are times I can no longer feel your presence, and I have been assured that this is because of the distance involved, if this were not so I would be concerned for your welfare.

I have become an old man, yet in my mind I feel vibrant and alive. I take no pleasure in any of this; Guarding the Frontiers should one day no longer needed as we will be able to build bridges of harmony and peace rather than ramparts for war.

War is not a game, nor a sport for pleasure. It is killing, the taking of a life of another. I have become very conscious of how very precious all life truly is, for I know that some claim this to be a glorious enterprise and see a field strewn with corpses as vindication for their plans and dreams. I see their dreams as nothing more than nightmares, nightmares that will last for generations and will bring trouble to the doors of those that encourage or profit form such ill begotten ventures.

I must rush now for the ‘children ‘are waking and I must ensure that all are fed properly and that all are as comfortable as possible. I will endeavour to bring them all home, for I fear the loss of one as much as I fear the loss of many and this fear haunts me.

I long for the day that I return to our Village, your House and our Family. I hope that you will allow me time to adjust and become again the man that I was before being send from you.

I have never been over demonstrative in my affections, and I regret this now, for I long to feel your touch on my arm and to see your smile brighten my day. I will become a better man for I have learned that any culture can only function well when ‘Mothers ‘are safe and able to perform that which they do so well. The building of families being a task not easily undertaken by a man that suffers from the instinct to hunt and to bring down prey. We are past such primitive beginnings and should endeavour to teach those things that benefit all.

As for me, I long to sleep anywhere near or in our ‘Home ‘and do not seek to disturb the tranquillity there in until I have left this nightmare behind. “

Soo- Bee, Winter Period Open Road Journeys