Date: Wed, 16 Jul 1997 15:58:47 -0700 (PDT)
Subj: [Cixi] Dazed and confused

Even before the fighting had ended, Cixi seemed to be transfixed upon
something she saw.  Since then, she has continued to wear the bloud about
her.  Cixi goes through the motions of the day: rising with the sun, laying
down with the moon, eating when others eat.  But not a word is spoken.  Not
an expression broken.  Her eyes are glazed. Her hands clutch tightly to
several sticks absently.