Snowlyn
Stories
3
Chapters
110
Words
244.4 K
Comments
30
Reading
20 h, 21 m
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It's Nothing to Be Sorry About Seon Yi-han had a white bandage wrapped around half of his left forearm. Red blood droplets dotted it in a long line. The bandage was tied tightly without any gaps. Seon Yi-han's already pale skin looked even whiter. It looked like a clumsy attempt to tie it as tightly as possible. 'I think I should check the wound.' I wonder if he disinfected it properly. Judging by the way the blood had soaked into the bandage, it seemed like a pretty deep wound. Remembering…-
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The typhoon brought only a brief respite from the heat. Within two days, the temperature soared again, the weather abruptly turning dry and scorching. In the afternoon, the horizon blazed with magnificent fiery clouds, the setting sun painting the ground in hues of golden red. Inside the small cabin, Zhong Su sat at the table, deftly using scissors to cut through the bandages, their seams completely hidden. He then grasped the end of the gauze, unwinding it layer by layer until it lay neatly in…-
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Zhong Su was watching Fool eat with great interest when Chen Huan emerged from the kitchen, his hands still dripping wet. "Su'er," he asked, "how do you want your eggplant? Braised in oil, or steamed with a sprinkle of salt?" Zhong Su considered for a moment. "Steamed would be better," he replied. "It's less likely to cause internal heat." "Alright." Chen Huan returned to his cooking. About half an hour later, a fragrant plate of garlic-steamed eggplant, stir-fried beef with cabbage hearts,…
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Life on the island proved more monotonous than Zhong Su had imagined, while the weather grew hotter each day. On this rare overcast day, Zhong Su, bored and restless, began tinkering with the small color television in the room. He turned it on, fiddling with the antenna as he flipped through channels, muttering, "Why's there so much static? This damn antenna needs replacing." Chen Huan sat sprawled on the sofa, one arm casually draped over the armrest, watching Zhong Su work while leisurely…
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Zhong Su returned to his room to change into clean clothes, while Chen Huan reheated a bucket of bathwater and quickly rinsed off the sweat and dust. After a full day of packing, traveling, and enduring nearly two hours of rough seas on the ferry, even the most physically fit person would be exhausted. Zhong Su and Chen Huan were no exception. Neither suggested going out to find a restaurant. Instead, they tacitly placed the sandwiches they'd bought on the road into a frying pan, browning them on…
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Following the map, Chen Huan led Zhong Su deeper and deeper into the wilderness, twisting and turning until they arrived at a solitary little cottage. The cottage stood near the sea, its exterior walls weathered and peeling from the sea breeze, revealing the red bricks beneath. It looked quite old, but it came with a small courtyard, barely habitable. "This place has been empty for over three months," Chen Huan said, inserting the key. "The utilities work, but it needs a good cleaning." The moment…
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Red Bloodstains on White Clothes Seon Yi-han’s face, already pale, seemed even more wan. ‘He’s really suffering from motion sickness. If so, he should have said something…’ It’s not like I could have done anything, but it’s better to say something if you’re not feeling well. But Seon Yi-han didn’t seem to like showing that he was in pain. Click. I reached out and slightly opened the window. Raen hyungnim used to do this when he felt motion sickness. A little bit of cold air…
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A Person Who Looks Precarious Hearing Min Joo-hyuk ask if I was having a hard time made me reflect deeply. Showing how difficult things were right in front of someone. Even in front of the person who came to pick me up before dawn. It wasn't that hard, really. I had bled a little and hadn't slept properly, so I was just a bit tired. I stared back, wide-eyed with embarrassment, and Min Joo-hyuk awkwardly added, "I thought you might be getting motion sickness." I pondered for a moment how best to…
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-Let's Do What We Can- "Teacher?" Unlike usual, Teacher called my name with a subdued voice, and my voice trembled along with it. His face, silhouetted against the moonlight, was cast in a dark shadow, making it impossible to see his expression. Teacher was the only priest here at the temple who cared about me. The other priests… well, thanks to the other priests, I learned how painful indifference could be. I must never treat anyone like they don't exist in the future. Actually, I could…
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-The Only Healer in the Hero's Party- After waking up from a long bout of illness, hazy shapes floated in my blurry vision. In the pitch-black room, a thin, rectangular object glowed with an alien blue light. I wondered if my fever was still making me delirious, but upon closer inspection, I saw neat letters written on it in black ink. "Save the world! Welcome, Seon Yi-han." Uh... I am Seon Yi-han... but what is this? Is this a dream? "A long, long time ago, there was a peaceful…
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