[Ah, so that was what it was. Cheng closes his eyes and takes a breath. He tries again after trying to get a clearer image of what he wanted... slow steady movements.

The twin dragon gates. one of the greatest sights of Gucun. Demolished during the fall. He remembered them vividly when they stood proudly. As he drew more and more details that were hazy in memory seemed to become clearer and clearer with each scratch of the pencil upon the paper.]