◇LOVE OR DREAM◇ ♡Jikook♡

《The sculptor's Home》

In that dense forest, a lean road ran inside. That area looked too dark that even a sunlight cannot enter. Not a bit of moon light was shining on the road.

In that kind of road, following an unknown man made a bad kind of somersault in Jimin's heart. The road was sooo narrow. Both the sides was covered with plants and bushes.

Near them, Jimin heard the owls crying. In far, they also heard a roar. Hearing that, the horse made sound. The spy leader patted its back in sign of saying 'I'm here'.

First horse, next the spy leader and behind them Jimin were walking in the narrow road.

In one place, Jimin tripped on a tree root and fell down. The spy leader gave his hand and made him stand up. Jimin got surprised so much that time. 'Wow! This man's hands are so hard. So strong. He cant be a normal spy leader. He should be a great warrior too. I'm now sure that Emperor Hoseok chooses every men accurately.' Jimin thought astonished.

Jimin got tierd of walking continuously. When he thought about asking the Spy leader, he saw the forest clearing a little and he noticed a house in little far.

"We have reached the place I told you about. We can spend our night here. When the sun rise, you can leave." The spy leader said.

"Ok. But whose house is this? What is the person doing in this dense forest?" Jimin asked in curiosity.

"The person who built this house is not here. When he is here, this forest was not that dense. It is a big story. If you don't feel sleepy, I will tell you." The spy leader said softly.

Saying this they reached the door. The spy leader knocked on the door.

Jimin now noticed that this house is not a normal one. It looked like some kind of art gallery or a temple of statues.

Soon the door opened. It was opened by a old lady who was in her 70's. She had a lamp in her hand. When she looked clearly, she got surprised to see the Spy leader. Her eyebrows raised.

The spy leader put his right hand's poniting finger on his lips, a sign saying to keep silent or hide the expression.

Understanding the situation immediately, the old lady masked her surprise and opened the door wide. "Please come sir." She said. Jimin who was behind the spy leader didn't notice the sign language and get inside the home.

The horse went staright inside the barren like it had visited this place for 1000 times. It went staright to a door and stood there waiting. The old lady went there and as soon she opened the door, it went inside without turning back.

"What to say about this Horse's intelligence? When I came here before, I tied it in the barren. Now It went straight there knowing very well on its own. I'll go and feed him. Untill then, look the statues here." The spy leader said and went to the horse.

A small lamp was placed in the wall. With the help of that blooming lamp light, Jimin looked around the place. He thought this is not a house. But a sculpture hall. Where ever he turn his eyes, he saw beautiful statues. The walls were painted with colourful painting. They looked old like they were drawn years before. But the beauty and the lively vibe was still there.

Among all the statues and paintings a boy's face was prominent. That face was the epitome of beauty. The statues and the paintings of the boy was showing some poses in dance. The beauty of the statue mesmerized Jimin. The beauty of paintings and statues he saw in Busan and Hope city was no where near the beauty of these statues. His heart wanted to know who is the great sculptor who made these.

The spy leader entered the house after feeding the horse. Jimin looked at him and asked. "Sir! These statues are sooo beautiful! A beautiful boy was sculpted here mostly. Is he a true person? Or is he an imagination of the sculptor? Why these beautiful statues are kept here in dark forest?? Why can't people come and see this? Please say everything detaily." He asked in such a curiosity.

"I said already that it is a long story. If you want to know spend the remaining night hearing the story, I will tell you. But now, I'm dying in hunger. See, grandma is bringing gimbab and sushi. Let's eat first." The spy leader said.

So they started eating. "You didn't say your name till now" Jimin asked the spy leader.

"My name is Wohun. What's your name?" The spy leader asked. (From here, we shall call the spy leader as Wohun.)

Jimin was smiling widely. "My name is Jihun" Jimin said.

"Very well. We have same sound in our name. So, you can talk to me openly without any hesitation. Why are you going to Seoul this urgently? If you came here for Gem trade, you should be going to Gwangju right?" Wohun asked.

Jimin who was thankful and friendly towards Wohun was now scared and doubtful. 'What if this man finds about our identity? I should be careful.' Jimin thought.

"My mother is in Seoul. I'm going to meet her." Jimin said.

"You said you are from Mayura Island right?" Wohun asked confusedly.

"My native is Seoul.  Some years before, I went to Mayura Island for trade. After Silla got annexed with Goryeo, what is there to trade when the royal family is no more." Jimin said.

Jimin expected that, if he speak about the royal family, Wohan can say something about Jin. But it didn't come true. Afyer that Wohun kept silent until finish eating.

"Jihun. Do you believe in death?" Wohun asked him. Jimin got confused with the question which was thrown at him out of the blue.

"What? What do you mean by belief in death?" Jimin asked.

"I mean do you belive that humans are really dying? We say that 'the soul left his body'. But is it true that the soul leaving our body? Or is the soul just leaving the body and roaming freely on earth? Will the dead peole think about us? Will they come to visit us? Will they keep watching all our works?" Wohun asked.

All these questions reminded Jimin about his dad Namjoon. He also remembered his promise to his dad. Is he watching his actions also?

"I also have doubts like this. But I couldn't find someone who explains the answer." Jimin said softly.

"For me, Death is a lie. Mourning over death is stupidity. See, in this house, before 20 years, sculptor Kim Jaehyun along with his son Kim Taehyung lived here. On those days, we can constantly hear the sound of music. Taehyung will be dancing beautifully and his father Jaehyun will be painting him dancing and sculpting his statues....." Wohan said. His eyes held an unknown emotion. His voice was dreamy.

"Ooo! So the boy statues are of Kim Taehyung?" Jimin asked.

"Yes! On those days, I used to visit here a lot. That time, Emperor Hoseok's father was ruling the country. Emperor Hoseok was just in your age that time. When we come here, we can hear the melody music from this house. Now I can't believe there is no more Jaehyun or Taehyung. I believe they are still here. If I focus on the silence, I van here the same music now..... i hear the sound of tools while Jaehyun is sculpting the statue.... I hear Tae giggling while dancing" Wohun said. His eyes were glimmering with tears.

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Gather yourself for a visit to past.

Preview: A story about Hoseok's past

Heather_violet💜
05.09.2021
1305 words