By using the large end as a lever, he tore away pieces of the wooden shell which enshrouded Margery and all her loveliness, till the aperture was large enough for her to pass without tearing her dress.
Through the sinuous tendrils of time's embrace, Liao Yuan wove a tale that harked back to the days of yesteryear, to the tempestuous epoch of 1605, when a fateful plot lay enshrouded in the shadows of treachery.