After

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Somewhere, there is a dream; a tireless dream of unending fog and a whistling that echoes near and far. A deep voice, smothered beneath layers of time. 'I know your secrets,' he sings, mournful and longing:

I know your secrets, my love

my love, I know

from where you came and where you'll go.

For what is fire returns to ash, my love

what is dirt returns to ground below;

what is air returns to sky above,

what is waves returns right to shore.

So be well soon, my love

my love, be well

until you return to me once more.

Somewhere is an empty chamber with an empty shelf and an empty bed. A girl places a purple salamander upon its pillow—a shearling doll she made as a gift for a sister she hopes every night to see walk through the door. But months have passed, and seasons now, and her sister never comes; instead it is a different person who comes knocking this night, far on the other side of the house.

A soldier, heavy with a sadness of his own. He enters the home and sits amongst three others: an old woman, an old man, and a younger one with hair so long now it tumbles over his shoulders. He brings news, but not one any of them wishes to hear.

Whispers he has gathered of a girl who sleeps and cannot wake. A king who searches for five strange stones. And a prince some say is lost, others say is hiding, but most say is dead.

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☆ this chapter is dedicated to all of you I didn't have enough chapters to give a personal dedication for (ᴗ_ᴗ) ☆

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this chapter is dedicated to all of you I didn't have enough chapters to give a personal dedication for (ᴗ_ᴗ)

Video: Song is the instrumental version of 그냥 나를 버려요 (Just Leave Me) by Ha Dong Qn
Image: Original artists unknown

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