The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Kwaidan by Lafcadio Hearn:|
At that instant Hoichi felt his ears gripped by fingers of iron, and torn
off! Great as the pain was, he gave no cry. The heavy footfalls receded
along the verandah,-- descended into the garden,-- passed out to the
roadway,-- ceased. From either side of his head, the blind man felt a thick
warm trickling; but he dared not lift his hands...
Before sunrise the priest came back. He hastened at once to the verandah
in the rear, stepped and slipped upon something clammy, and uttered a cry
of horror; -- for he say, by the light of his lantern, that the clamminess
was blood. But he perceived Hoichi sitting there, in the attitude of
meditation -- with the blood still oozing from his wounds.