DRAGON LONGZE FALLS IN LOVE (BOST ORIGINAL STORY, 2026- PART 1)

Dragon Longze, habitually penalized by Heaven for his recalcitrant transgressions (indiscretions, offenses) had once been reborn as a mortal female snake in the forsaken part of the Lake Taho, away from any human habitation. 

01 - LONGZE - REBORN AS WHITE SNAKE

Incredibly, this white snake spirit, possessing extraordinary intelligence and odd characteristics, had strayed from usual serpent behaviour to favorably alter her chances of survival, by timely attaching itself to an itinerant (roving, nomadic) recluse immortal Haskell (name meaning cauldron of God), who had chosen to dwell for a brief time at the periphery of a hill, some ways off lake Taho. He’d stayed for the purposes of finding a very rare, specific golden plant that manifested once in hundred years, at precise month, at a fissure (crack, crevice) of one of several caverns (cave) that existed in the densest part of the ascending forest.    

During his brief stay in an abandoned, ramshackle wooden hut, the Immortal Haskell had one day while exploring the interior of one of those deep grotto’s, chanced on the mortal white snake Longze who was at the time in her early teens. To his amazement and immense relief, Immortal Haskell soon realized that he could well understand this white snake, as the serpent adapting human vernacular could now communicate with him (mentally, cerebrally) in his head. That’s when Haskell learned the name of the serpent being Longze. Moreover, Longze remarkably comprehending (grasping) his quest (mission), generously, without being asked, happily volunteered to assist Haskell in (finding and) procuring the rare golden plant that would have been otherwise impossible to obtain. As they silently conversed, Haskell noting white snake’s unusual aura (force), irregular characteristics and high intelligence, very much intrigued, he’d albeit reluctantly, agreed to take her home with him.

02- IMMORTAL HASKELL ENCOUNTERS LONGZE(14)jp

Subsequently, Longze the white snake became his pupil; hence, Longze learned some useful spells (incantations)and healing potions, as she additionally, diligently practiced Taoist magical arts with her unyielding tenacity and thirst for knowledge and, her secret innate yearning to become an immortal. The search for the rare golden plant, meanwhile, without let up had persisted, till one day, they long at last chanced on it; Longze’s assistance proved indispensable in attaining it, earning her Haskell’s everlasting gratitude. He was impatient to (depart and) resume his journey, however, out of deference (regard, favour) for her, he agreed to stayed on just a little while longer.  

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Luck was with Longze on that ordinary cloudless day, when at mid-afternoon scavenging for some craved, edible food, her eye fortuitously caught, off to the side, the glint of the miniature flagon half buried in the dirt, at the edge of a cluster of low bushes. She managed to pry the flask loose (retrieving it), then using her fangs, pushed out the cork; she discovered that within it were the two immortality pills that her master Haskell had carelessly discarded.  Longze recognizing the value of such a find, had at once swallowed them and was instantly transformed and gained 500 years’ worth of magical powers; hence, this also enabled Longze to shift (transmute, turn) into a human female form.

Excitement stirred in her chest as she gazed at her two feet, then at her hands and also, realized now in her human form she could better communicate with the Immortal Haskell. She walked over to the nearby small pond and kneeling, with disbelieving eyes, regarded (stared, examined) her facial features in the still waters: an image that  was breathtakingly beautiful in appearance, the shimmering, long golden blond hair (with highlights) cascading down her shoulders framing a face with skin as flawless and pale as the most exquisite porcelain, with high cheekbones, rosy lips and, brilliant blue eyes, that stared back at her.

04- LONGZE AS A GIRL

It goes without saying, she had no clothes but understanding something about human propriety (modesty, decency), she hastened to the hut, and finding it empty, quickly rampaged through Haskell’s luggage. She knew he had an extra light grey shirt and black trousers (slacks) stored there. The shirt was oversize and long enough that it (draped her form and) reached below her knees; it fit her more like a dress (especially when she tied a chord around her waist), so she did not bother wearing (putting on) the trousers.

Bursting joy enveloping her chest, heart wildly palpitating (racing), her excitement barely contained, she sat in the chair by the hearth, folded her hands demurely on her lap and then waited to surprise him.

05-IMMORTAL HASKELL RETURNS

After dusk, when the mountain was mantled in darkness, the Immortal Haskell opened the door of the cabin and stepped in; grasping (understanding) at once what had happened, a dark shadow descended on his features and his eyes flamed with fury.

He did not care that she was breathtakingly beautiful, he was instead  incensed, infuriated by this breach; furthermore, he now feared certain repercussions from Heaven, for he had three days prior, through divination, learned about the white snake’s innate form (mass, body, intrinsic core, essence) , that she was a celestial dragon; furthermore, he’d learned of her conviction (sentence, due punishment) and, because of his (Immortal’s) presence, Longze’s currently altered impending (future) fate.

The damage, however, was irreversible, and so after his stern reprimand, he abruptly severed all ties with Longze (white snake). He turned a tacit (silent) deft ear to all her explanative and sincere apologies.  He with a stone heart and grave, stern countenance (mien) simply gathered (grabbed) his few belongings and picked up the rare golden plant (preserved in a container), then opening the door, with a huff, he stepped outside, instantly disappearing into the darkness.

Downhearted Longze, collapsing on the chair, buried her face in her palms and shed many tears; in truth, she was not clear on what she had done wrong. Her pure heart did not understand Immortal Haskell’s fury, his explosive rage. She called out to her master and repeated out loud her sincere repentance (regret, sorrow) till her voice was hoarse, hoping he would somehow hear her apologies and her entreaties (pleas).

06- LONGZE DOWNHEARTED (19)JP

Night deepened and as the (flames died down) logs in the hearth (fireplace) burned to cinders (embers, ashes), the cabin was then cast (enveloped) in pitch darkness; still she did not stir and waited till dawn for his return. Her instincts screamed at her that he was gone for good, to accept this fact, admit defeat and move on; in that short time however, she’d gotten used to having someone about, now loneliness gnawed at her innards. Feeling forlorn (abandoned, lost) and miserable, she in resignation lowered her head and willed her body to transform (revert) back to her prior serpent form.

Subsequent three weeks, she’d remained at the wooden cabin, usually curled up in the corner, rarely moving, rarely doing anything at all; and each day she’d hoped Haskell would relent and, forgiving her, return, but he never did.

07- MUSKRAT SPIRIT (1)JP

At lower terrain (topography, land, ground) from where wooden cabin was, at that thin fringe (marginal) shoreline of the lake meanwhile there dwelled (resided) a nasty Muskrat spirit who also aspired to immortality.  When Longze finally resumed her usual routine, and frequented the shore, one fatalistic day she’d encountered the muskrat.  Sensing her unusual aura, he had turned on the charm and befriended Longze, though in truth, he was a false friend; a narcissist, he only sought to utilize, or if possible, steal her perceived powers.  When in her innocence, Longze confessed to him one afternoon, about her regrettable past transgression, her swallowing the discarded longevity pills that had enabled her present unique powers but at a dire cost, he had feigned sympathy and consoled her; but from that day thereon, he’d harboured a deep-seated resentment (bitterness) and intense envy (jealousy) for the deemed fortunate white snake, absurdly blaming her for all his subsequent tribulations.

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One day, in a further away segment of the shoreline, during her brief respite under the tree, before her intended crossing of the bridge that led to a sprawling (straggling) marketplace, Longze happened to (note) observe a local ruffian who had just caught himself a green snake. With a malicious grin he first tormented the poor creature, the lout then quickly tiring of it, drew out a stiletto (dagger) from inside his boot and poised to slice out its gallbladder to perhaps sell it.

09-TERRIFIED GREEN SNAKE

The terrified, poor green snake squirmed, she sobbed and intermittently (sporadically) cried out for help, but all was in vain; her situation increasingly dire, raising her head, teary eyed she still relentlessly (unwaveringly) pleaded for mercy to the deaf ears of the passers by.

Intense ire and deep sympathy both flooding her heart, Longze at once transformed self into a young lady and, walking across the bridge, with stoic demeanor, fearlessly accosted the tough guy (ruffian, lout). Congenial greetings(address) quickly dispensed with, she offered to buy the green snake alive, intact, therefore saving the green snake from fate worse than death and from being sliced open alive.

Noting the impish (roguish), baleful calculation in his eyes, to bode no argument she at once withdrew a gold coin from her small pouch, and held it out, allowing him to get a good look before determinedly plumping it on the crate in front of him.  

The ruffian’s eyes for a time instead, greedily eyed her pouch, then looked about him; however, sighting the approaching constable few feet away, he aborted his sinister aim and quickly snatched the gold coin, “Done.”

As he handed the tightly wrapped up green snake back to her, he venomously snickered (wickedly snorted), “Sure, you don’t want it carved?”

Longze did not respond, she simply left the (ugly cad) brute. She wanted to get as far away from this cruel man and release the tight bonds binding the green snake, sensing her distress and unwarranted suffering.  As her steps quickly led away, even though her back was to him, she could still intuit (feel, sense) the lurking menacing threat, the malevolent calculation reeling in rogue’s brain. Fortunately, the constable happened to be there, curtailing his baleful aim.

10- GOLD COIN

Now the green snake was in actuality a fairy, who’d been permanently exiled (driven away) from the forest for a breach and was at present, serving her sentence. Her punishment would end in two months time, meanwhile, she was rendered quite vulnerable as a helpless green snake and unable to transform into her true form. She would have died a miserable death had it not been for Longze; hence, the grateful green serpent, when she was released from the bonds and carefully placed on a soft cloth on the table, jutted (stuck out) her head and profusely thanked her saviour.

The green serpent had endured so terribly in the course of these last months in the mortal realm that, trauma and duress had not only caused her to have partial amnesia, but as well, intense phobia of all creatures whether it be human (hominoid) or quadruped (animal).  Consequently, she had remained at first quite inhibited (retracted, withdrawn) for several days; meanwhile, as the little serpent could not recollect her personal name, she asked Longze to give her one, and both finally settled on the name Brenda.

Subsequent weeks, Longze took very good care of Brenda and she, experiencing firsthand Longze’s consistently compassionate and diligent care, her multitude endearing characteristics and most amazing, pure heart: seated by the hearth one day, she suddenly looked up and blurted out her heart’s desire to be Longze’s sworn younger sister.  

Longze was delighted at this prospect, for she was in fact lonely, and thence on the spot acceding, they performed the ceremony that bonded them as kin.

 

(END OF PART I) 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  

Declaration of Love

Declaration of Love 

There is a white bridge at the mouth of the Humber River where it joins Lake Ontario. The bridge is designed to resemble the belly of a snake, with tortoises embedded in the walls at both ends of the strong steel and concrete structure that, in the center of its belly, seems to reach the sky. As you traverse this span from Etobicoke to Toronto, whether you are a jogger, roller-skater, bicycler, dog walker or simply having a leisurely stroll, you can gaze from the bridge over a magnificent view of the city, the expansive lake, the snaking shoreline or stretch your neck to look above at the lattice work. There you will see a pattern that resembles the scales and skeleton of a snake, making you feel as though you are walking in the middle of its belly. Another delightful surprise awaits you at both ends if you look down to the bridge foundations, where you will note a very prominent inlay of a white snake. These telltale signs lead me to speculate that the architect had the classic story of the Lady White in mind.

 

For those of you who are not familiar with this legendary tale I shall briefly retell this popular love story.

Legend of the White Snake

A long time ago in the middle of a lake there was a white snake spirit who diligently practiced Taoist magical arts in the hope of becoming an immortal. Chancing on immortality pills that had been regurgitated by the boy Xu Xian, the white snake at once swallowed them and was instantly transformed and gained 500 years worth of magical powers. As an Immortal, the white snake found she could quite easily assume human form.

In the same lake meanwhile there had been a tortoise spirit who had also aspired to immortality. Having failed to consume any of the discarded pills, from that day hence he harboured a deep seated resentment for the white snake, blaming her for all his subsequent tribulations.

One day on the bridge the white snake observed a beggar who had just caught a green snake and was about to slice out its gallbladder to sell it. The poor green snake was crying and pleading for mercy to the deaf ears of the human. Filled with sympathy, the white snake at once transformed into a woman and, walking across the bridge, accosted the beggar. After an exchange of polite words she offered to buy the green snake alive, saving the green snake from being sliced alive. The grateful green snake from then on adopted the white snake as her elder sister.

Some 18 years later during the Qingming Festival the white snake and her green snake sister, very much intrigued by humans’ endeavors and yearning to experience humans’ joys, transformed themselves into two young ladies. Flying on clouds, they reached Hangzhou in no time at all and discreetly blended in with the crowd to enjoy the festivities. The White and Green snakes were so enthralled by the beauty of the surroundings that they quickly forgot themselves, throwing all caution aside. West Lake lies beside the city of Hangzhou and, bordered by lush green hills, has always been renowned for its breathtaking scenery drawing many scholars or noted visitors who loved to stroll its banks or take boats across the water.

As luck would have it, there at the Broken Bridge, these two ladies chanced on Xu Xian. When the capricious sun took refuge behind some clouds and rain fell, the two ladies had sought shelter under the willow tree without much success. Xu, by then a handsome and gallant young scholar, saw the ladies in dire straits and offered them his umbrella at once. As Lady White insisted on Xu sharing the umbrella with them the two, during their conversation, had quietly fallen in love. Destiny had played a hand to draw these two lovers together.

Meanwhile Lady White had learned that the scholar was simply returning from a visit to his mother’s grave. He had been orphaned when young and presently lived with his sister and her husband, earning a scant living as an assistant in their herbal medicine shop.

To make the long story short, Lady White (or Bai Suzhen as she’d introduced herself to the scholar), throwing all caution to the wind, married the scholar Xu Xian. The happy couple then moved to Zhenjiang and there, with the sizeable funds from her supposed inheritance, opened a medicine shop of their own. Utilizing her extensive knowledge of various herbal medicines they were able to successfully cure many ailments, and before long the business prospered. Lady White especially was much beloved because of her dedication to helping the sick, no matter how poor they were.

Oh, but oh so fickle is fate; for the terrapin spirit that once dwelled in the same lake as Bai Suzhen had, by this time, accumulated enough powers to take on a human form and had transformed into a Buddhist monk called Fahai who, without much success, also dabbled in the healing arts. He learned about the brilliance of Bai Suzhen and, to his chagrin, discovered that she is his old nemesis Lady White. He was further consumed by jealousy when he found out about her blissful existence and from then on plotted to break up her relationship with Xu Xian. He visited their shop and, finding an opportunity, discretely approached Xu Xian when Bai Suzhen, by then an expectant mother, went off for a brief respite leaving her husband to tend to customers.

“I’m Fahai, the Abbot of Gold Mountain Temple,” the disguised turtle introduced himself to Xu in a conspiratorial whisper. “I have come here, under this pretext, to warn you of the great peril you are in. Through my spiritual guide, I have discovered that your wife is in fact, a thousand-year-old snake. Heed my words young man, for now she hides well her true nature, but one day she will surely turn on you, as all demons do, and devour you!”

“How dare you say such a thing?” protested Xu. “My wife is an angel, what you say is nothing short of a wicked slander!”

“Fine, fine; don’t take my word for it.” Fa shaking an index finger, sternly admonished Xu. He next pretended to storm out the door but, as if on a second thought, he halted and, half turning, said, “Before long the Duanwu Festival will be here. Offer her realgar wine, if she does not revert back to her true form, then I, in advance, offer my apologies.”

At the Duanwu festival, according to an old custom, everyone would liberally partake of wine mixed with foul-smelling realgar to supposedly to drive away snakes or evil spirits.

To escape disclosure and wary of the possible dangers, Lady White had feigned illness during the Duanwi Festival. She insisted on keeping to her bed but encouraged her husband to go out and partake of the festivities, while Xiaoqing (Green Snake) tended to her needs. That might have been the end of that but unfortunately, however, the devoted Xu refused to leave her side and, desiring her to be especially safe, he further insisted that she drink some measure of the realgar concoction. When she adamantly refused and offered only feeble excuses Fahai’s dire warnings rushed to Xu’s mind. His demeanor darkened but then just as quickly he dismissed it all with a wave of his hand. When his wife inquired as to the reason for his odd behaviour, Xu simply shrugged and related the warning words of Fahai, thinking it to be nothing other than a poor joke.

Bai could not conceal her terror and her face grew visibly pallid. The wave of suspicion that grazed his eyes, though briefly, wrenched Bai’s heart. Hoping that her accrued powers were strong enough to withstand the danger she dismissed Xiaoping and requested a cup of reagal wine from her husband. Receiving it, she quickly downed it. As further reassurance she pretended to like it and asked for more, but before she could finish the third, she began to retch violently. She was helped to her bed by her most concerned and apologetic husband who then rushed out the door to fetch her some medicine. When he returned, he found, instead of his wife, a giant white snake coiled on the bed. The shock was too great for Xu Xian to bear and he instantly collapsed dead onto the floor.

Later, when Bai reverted back to human form, Xiaoping told her the result of Bai’s reckless act; how she had discovered Xu’s corpse. Grief-stricken, Bai knelt by her husband and wept and wept.

Eventually setting aside her grief, Bai Suzhen (Lady White) and Xiaoqing (Green Snake) traveled to Mount Emei, where they braved countless dangers to steal a magical herb. Ingesting the drink made from this magic mushroom, Xu Xian was swiftly restored back to life. But though he’d fully recovered a strange alienation dogged their marriage. Inwardly terrified that his wife was not human, and being ignorant of her heroic efforts to save his life, Xu from then on shunned any intimacy with Bai.

Desperate to regain his affections, Bai one day played a rather ingenious ruse on her husband. Her white silk sash was turned to a living snake and, with this as a plausible explanation; Xu was led to believe that the scarf was what had frightened him. Subsequently, their marital bliss returned until Xu decided to visit Gold Mountain Temple to express his gratitude to Buddha for their present happiness.

On his way Xu encountered Fahai along the banks of the river. Latter still adamant about his dire warnings, Fahai again planted the seed of suspicion in Xu’s heart, hinting that his wife was not above playing dirty tricks on him. Terrified, Xu was then given a possible solution to his dilemma: “Become a monk and live at the temple; that’s one place the demon that is your wife, won’t be able to reach you.”

At first Xu Xian had remained reticent, as he’d been torn between the love he felt for his wife and the fear of her. Subsequently, with his head and his heart still at war; his ambivalence seemingly eternal, he decided to defer any decision till later and, on the urging of Fahai, boarded the raft. Together they crossed over to the river island where the Gold Mountain temple was built. Once inside however Xu found himself virtually imprisoned.

“This is for your own good. You should be thanking me for saving your life,” Insisted Fahai as he turned the key to Xu’s cell door.

Three days passed and Xu had not returned. By then Bai was worried and anticipating the grievous outcome, she shared her intentions with her sister Xiaoqing. On the following day they both armed themselves with swords and set off on the rescue mission. Unfortunately Fahai had predicted this move and awaited them at the temple gate with sizeable force.

At first, Bai tried diplomacy, but no amount of pleading or threats would persuade Fahai to release Xu.

“Vile Demon!” Fahai, grinding his teeth, bellowed. “You cannot feast on this human. It is my solemn duty to protect unsuspecting humans from one such as you!”

“I have harmed no one and helped many,” protested Lady White. “Surely the demon is he who divides man and wife!”

“Save your breath sister, he won’t listen to any reason!” Xiaoqinq interceded. “Force is our only recourse; nothing short of violence will get through that thick skull of his!”

Constrained by circumstances, the lovely and courageous Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing fought a fierce battle with Fahai and his group for many a day. Despondent, Bai used her powers to flood the temple, with dire consequences, as many innocents drowned.

Yet Bai Suzhen's pregnancy had impaired her powers. In the end she was forced to admit defeat and forced to flee to safety and fight another day.

From within the temple cell meanwhile, Xu had heard all that seemingly endless commotion of the battle. Upon discovering that it was his wife’s attempt at his rescue he became adamant to at least to stand by her. Using his wits he eventually succeeded in escaping from Jinshan Temple and, at long last finding her, both disclosed the truth in a lengthy, breathless, talk.

“I now understand how you’ve suffered for my sake.” Xu hugged his wife in the end. “Human or not, I shall love you for all eternity. “

The reunited lovers then move to Hangzhou, where Bai Suzhen gave birth to a son, Xu Mengjiao. Once more their happiness would have been boundless had it not been for their adamant foe Fahai who, unfortunately, again hunted them down and, after defeating Bai Suzhen, imprisoned her permanently in Leifeng Pagoda.

Fahai’s last words to her were, “At a painstaking cost, you have been finally been subdued, Demon! Now you can harm no one. Contemplate your many sins, for not until the lake dries up and the pagoda falls can you come out again!”

Her stoic response was, “Though you call yourself a monk; you are as rigid as the unyielding rock. You have condemned me without cause and caused me grievous pain, unjustly so. But know this, though you tear me from my infant son and from my husband’s arms, you cannot stop our love.”

Do not fret however; there was a happy ending after all.

20 years later, Xu Mengjiao topped the imperial examination and returned home in glory. At the same time, Xiaoqing, who’d escaped when Bai Suzhen was captured by Fahai, went to Jinshan Temple to confront Fahai and succeeded in defeating him. Bai Suzhen was freed from Leifeng Pagoda and reunited with her husband and son, while Fahai fled, hiding inside the stomach of a crab.

The End

(Note: there is a saying that a crab's internal fat is orange because it resembles the colour of Fahai's kasaya.)

It is interesting to note that at the beginning this love story was a story of good and evil, with the Buddhist monk Fahai, being portrayed in a more sympathetic light. He sets out to save Xu Xian's soul from the white snake spirit, who was depicted as an evil demon. Over the centuries, however, the legend has evolved from a horror tale to a romance story, with Bai Suzhen and Xu Xian genuinely being in love with each other yet their relationship forbidden by the laws of nature.

Another version of the story tells that Bai Suzhen and Xu Xian were actually immortals who fell in love with each other and were banished from Heaven because celestial laws forbade their romance. They were reincarnated as a human man and a female white snake spirit respectively and their story began.

The Legend of White Snake then is essentially a love story. How appropriate therefore that many lovers living in the city have chosen to memorialize their love, represented on a lock hung on the lakeward facing side of this bridge. It may have started with one romantic couple, but the idea has caught on famously. The last time I was there I was struck by these countless declarations of love. I would like to share some of them with you through these captured images:

Wishing happiness to all the Lovers out there.