I have a dialogue with myself, from two opposite points of view, creating something, destroying it, and refining it — constantly working towards an idea that is indestructible, inextinguishable, timeless.
Peaches have always had mystical properties in Chinese legends being able grant immortality and dispel evil spirits, and against a Jiang shi you got yourself the perfect waking stick!
I am little better than a devil at this moment; and, as my pastor there would tell me, deserve no doubt the sternest judgments of God, even to the quenchless fire and deathless worm.