The Tea House of Flowing Dao
The Man Who Feared the Echo
One evening, as the lanterns flickered softly in the tea house, a traveler arrived, his face tight with worry. He sat before the Daoist master, barely touching the tea poured...
The Man Who Feared the Echo
One evening, as the lanterns flickered softly in the tea house, a traveler arrived, his face tight with worry. He sat before the Daoist master, barely touching the tea poured...
The Man Who Waited for the Rain
A light mist clung to the mountains as the Daoist master poured tea, his movements slow and unhurried. Across from him sat a man wrapped in a heavy cloak, his...
The Man Who Waited for the Rain
A light mist clung to the mountains as the Daoist master poured tea, his movements slow and unhurried. Across from him sat a man wrapped in a heavy cloak, his...
The Man Who Chased the Wind
One evening, as the last light of the sun melted into the mountains, a traveler entered the tea house. His robes were dusty, his face weary, and his breath short,...
The Man Who Chased the Wind
One evening, as the last light of the sun melted into the mountains, a traveler entered the tea house. His robes were dusty, his face weary, and his breath short,...
The Boat and the River
The afternoon was quiet, the air thick with the scent of steeping tea leaves. A soft breeze stirred the chimes outside the tea house, their sound like distant laughter. The...
The Boat and the River
The afternoon was quiet, the air thick with the scent of steeping tea leaves. A soft breeze stirred the chimes outside the tea house, their sound like distant laughter. The...