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"jeongguk?"
a distant voice beckoned.
it felt light and airy, foreign
in the atmosphere that
he stood lifelessly in, body
transfixed in a sullen halt,
stately and rigid.in front of him was a frail, pale woman
who lay in her bed, as
fragile as a winter's flower.body broken, unmoving, withering like
wilting petals. aged beauty in
her skin's tender caress.
linen wrapped her frame in
arms of a calm embrace, a singular,
translucent tube hanging
down the side of her face.a lifeline.
that's what it was.
the normality of the
situation was what struck
him to the core. just how normal it was for a woman her ageto be in this state. to be so isolated from strength, withdrawn from power.
this was not the power he had envisioned her to possess,
this was not what jeongguk
had envisioned her to look like.to be like.
to present herself as.in the paintings, he saw a bold woman.
physique antique, confident and rigid-
frozen in time with an authority and
triumph in every message conveyed.
in the painting, in the paint
she bore on her lifeless body that hung upon
the dull walls of the gallery... she was strong.she was lifeless here too.
though her soul still resided in her,
her body betrayed nothing about her
living, breathing, thinking as a mortal.
she seemed inhumane and detached,
weak and helpless. detestable. jeongguk
hated it.time, it seemed, was her immortal enemy.
jeongguk was so sure in that second that
she had nothing left to physically fight for,
to stay for. To hope for. it
simply would not change.
she wouldn't let it.as though she would allow the
life to be sucked from her.
she would allow the time to
ruin her, to betray her, to engulf her into a
sullen oblivion. she'd welcome
deaths embrace.
but not without a compromise
in her final moments.her final seconds.
it was her eyes that knocked the breath from him.
they were fierce like the ocean,
the oldest generation of strength,
lily had them, that very confidence
and cruelty. sweet, sinning comfort
milled about in her iris, you would
be lost in them like a shipwreck
in a ferocious storm.
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