Editing Sweet Voice of Brass and Glory (section)

==Sailing the River of Heaven==
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! align="left" | <small>Intimacies
* I am my people's banner, proud and full of hope.
* While I still stand, my allies must not fall.
* When Earth and Heaven are far appart, Heaven grows corrupt and Creation weak.
* With feet in Heaven and on Earth, the Solars are the proper stewards of Creation.
* Once I was homeless and alone.  Never again.
* Leopard Chao took me in when I had no place, and I will repay that kindness forever.
* I love [[Storm of Amber]], for he is a simple, steady light in an uncertain world.
* I am proud of what [[The Qinglong Alliance]] has become and the faith they hold firm.</small>
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"I didn't want to let Sweet Voice of Brass and Glory go, but it all comes down to politics in the end; politics and finance.  'With the Scarlet Empress gone,' E-Naluna said, 'things are going to get rough on the Blessed Isle, but they should settle down in the East.  You won't be needing all of this Ambrosia.'  I know that was really Hu Dai Liang's call, though; she's always been in favor of the Realm.  

"Budget cuts, of course mean layoffs.  I had to cut three staff down to two and shuffle job descriptions besides; now it's one captain for instruments and one for voices.  And I don't know how the hell Steady Hand Rain is supposed to moniter gongs, drums, ''and'' trumpets.  Not to mention flutes; three years on and I'm still not sure what to do with them.  

"Sweet Brass had to be the one to go.  I'm not secure enough in my job to think that I could get away with cutting out one of Sunpia's cousins, you know?  And, what, I was going to fire my own nephew?  Sweet Brass hasn't got much family, though; just Satchel Mouth, some lesser god of experimental trumpet songs.  Like I said, it's all politics.  I've heard that the girl's set out for Creation.  Good for her; maybe she'll wind up serving in Great Forks.  It's no more illegal than sitting in the streets of Yu Shan, begging for scraps, and it's a damn sight more honorable." 

-- ''Stone the Mountain's Call, Eastern God of Battlefield Communication''