Snowlyn
Stories
3
Chapters
110
Words
244.4 K
Comments
30
Reading
20 h, 21 m
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Plains of Falling Flower Rain It was bright around me. I could feel it even with my eyes still closed. Is it morning already? It feels like I haven't been asleep for long. My eyelids were heavy. They wouldn't open. Through my drowsy, swaying consciousness, I faintly heard voices. "...He can't wake up. Let's just do it tomorrow..." "Seems like that's..." No, wait. That won't do. My mind was still hazy, but I couldn't accept that. I'll go. I said that. I wasn't sure if I properly made…-
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Slowly Approaching I thought in the pitch-black darkness that felt like being sucked in. So it was right that the Future Sight Skill activated. It had been quite a while. What’s going to happen this time? I felt a bit nervous. Whoosh. Wind blew toward me. It was a cold wind, like midwinter. My vision was blurry. It wasn’t as clear as the last Future Sight. In the hazy view, a sparkling red light appeared far away. I saw golden hair swaying in the wind. It was a back view. It seemed…
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Time Passes So Quickly It was a narrow space. Cold air rose from the wooden floor. There was a smell of dust. The slanted ceiling hung low. A large window was cut into the upper part. The pitch-black night sky, looking as if it would swallow everything, was visible. "...I won't touch anything from now on." My voice scattered into the empty air. "Really." I said it sincerely, but it didn't send me back. I was bewildered by being in an unknown place. I hadn't thought that lightly…
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Even If You Don't Remember I followed Min Joo-hyuk's gaze and looked up at the mansion again. "That's true. It's quiet." I answered in a dazed voice. Min Joo-hyuk was right. Though it seemed stained with the traces of time, the turbulence of the years was not felt. The mansion, retaining its majestic atmosphere, revealed its presence heavily even within the darkness. Creak. Park Yul pushed the gate open. A sound like something old and rusty echoed as the gate swung inward. Following…
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Even After That I continued to gaze out the window. The world was frozen white. The snow that had been falling relentlessly as if the sky had torn open just yesterday had stopped abruptly today, as if it were a lie. Someone walked out, leaving a long trail of footprints. Golden hair, shining brightly in the morning sunlight, fluttered in the wind. That person stood before the frozen garden. Then, they stretched their hand out toward it. The cold snow that had smothered the flower petals gradually…
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So That’s Where It All Began Min Joo-hyuk tousled my hair and continued in a bright voice. “I was waiting for you to say that.” Before I knew it, a paper bag was in my hand. Min Joo-hyuk wrapped his hand around my wrist and slowly pulled me along. “Come on. Let’s go to the first floor.” It wasn’t so much following as being dragged along. I looked down at my wrist, dangling loosely in Min Joo-hyuk’s firm grip. Maybe Min Joo-hyuk was stronger than I thought. It wasn’t that I…
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The Start of a New Year Raen’s whispering voice brushed past the side of my face. “Let’s have a good year together.” Before I knew it, Raen’s robe was draped thickly over my shoulders. His bright yellow eyes, gazing at me, sparkled like stars shining even in the morning. A few strands of Raen’s hair, cascading down, glowed a vivid red. As if melting into the rising sun. “Yi-han-ah.” I turned my head toward the voice calling me. Park Yul held my reflection steadily in his…
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Zhong Su transferred several buses before getting off at the Wangshu Mountain stop in the suburbs. After walking about a hundred meters up the mountain path, he looked up to see the hillside covered with graves. The autumn wind rustled through the green pines planted on either side of the tombstones, creating layer upon layer of green waves. With the development of Yangang, land had become increasingly valuable. Ordinary families with limited means could neither afford the luxurious burial plots in…-
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Seven years apart, a shocking scar now marred Da Xiong's face—the tip of his left ear appeared to have been sheared off by a bullet, the cartilage gone, leaving the soft flesh to crumple into an ugly mass. This mangled ear made his already fierce face appear even more menacing. After being reborn for so long, he had finally encountered a familiar face. Gazing at the familiar features of his old acquaintance, Zhong Su first felt a wave of relief and joy, but then found himself torn between laughter…
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The incessant chirping of cicadas from somewhere was unbearably loud, their cries overlapping in an endless cacophony. Zhong Su felt as if he had returned to those days on Qiyan Island—the same cicada sounds and the same dizzying, sticky heat. He groggily opened his eyes, his mouth parched and dry, and instinctively called out, "Chen Huan, get me a glass of water—" His hand swept out, knocking over a glass on the nearby table, which clattered to the floor. The noise immediately drew someone…
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