The view was spoiled as they drew closer to the Leased Territories and 
entered into their eternal fogs. Several times as they rode through the streets 
of the L.T., Judge Fang made a peculiar gesture: He curled the fingers of his 
right hand into a cylinder, as though grasping an invisible stalk of bamboo. He 
cupped his other hand beneath, forming a dark enclosed cavity, and then peeked 
into it with one eye. When he stared into the pocket of air thus formed, he saw 
the
darkness filled with coruscating light—something like staring into a 
cavern filled with fireflies, except that these lights came in all colors, and 
all of the colors were as pure and clear as jewels.