Mu Chi went to look at the wall.
It was a beautiful wall...
The pure white plaster was as smooth as porcelain.
It stretched without a break, a hole, a window, or a door to mar it for one hundred feet.
And it was as high as a very tall pine tree.
Mu Chi caught his breath....A wall to dream of!
from The Master Swordsman & The Magic Doorway: Two Legends from Ancient China retold by Alice Provensen, Simon & Schuster, 2001
