The Green Velvet Curtain on the Dunes
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Wang Er'mangzi, ever since he was born, had a left eye that was black, and his right eye, well, it was light blue, like a cat’s eye in one of those foreign paintings. Here in Sand Ridge Town, where yellow sand filled the sky, his eyes were quite the "sight," not too big, not too small. The townsfolk were used to sandstorms, used to clods of earth; a sudden glance at Wang Er'mangzi's eyes always made them ponder a bit. Some said it was unlucky, others said it was a gift from Heaven, a pair of "divine eyes" that could see through sandstorms.