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Lingpo: What brings you to the Island of Souls?

Chun: There's a soul I'm looking for: the soul of a human boy

Lingpo: What time was it he died?

Chun: It was two days before the wheat harvest.

Lingpo: You need to be sure of the date. Otherwise you're searching for a needle in a haystack. So many die every day.

Chun: I'm sure. It was my birthday.

Lingpo: I know what you're trying to do, girl, and it goes against the laws of nature!

Chun: I don't care. I've got to save him!

Lingpo: The punishment is harsh for those who defy nature, no matter who you are, so you *should* care.

Chun: But I owe him, for saving my life.

Lingpo: How very touching. I've been stuck here for 800 years, and I'm still not done paying penance for my sin!

Chun: But you didn't...!

Lingpo: Don't interrupt! Let me tell you what real tragedy is. Meeting someone you care about so much you forget yourself and make a mistake. So then you go back and try to fix it and make things right again, and then you learn that fixing it's impossible.

[chuckles]

Lingpo: We can never undo the wrongs we've done. This I know.

Chun: You're saying you won't help me?

Lingpo: I'm saying I pity you. Besides, resurrecting someone from the dead doesn't come cheap.

Chun: What would it cost?

Lingpo: No less than a lovely girl's loveliest features: your eyes.

Chun: [winces]

Lingpo: [laughing] Now she's scared.

[chuckles]

Lingpo: Don't want to give up your pretty eyes, eh? All right, I'll take half your life instead.

Chun: If that'll save him, take it.