November 22, 1922

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November 22, 1922 

Wednesday, 9:00 pm

Dear diary,

We reached the coast at quarter past eight it was a view that I would never forget. Now if you have to ask me, yes, it was merely ice, but it held a placating effect. I could feel ices reflecting my thoughts, if it was for me I would sit there till dawn worshiping the marvel of the landscape. The chief had already informed the base camp about our arrival. It took us some time to set up the camp and settle down. I would be lying if I said I don't find his demanding aura intimidating and his deep voice doesn't help it either. The camp was compact, a huge space was occupied by the resources that we bought to sustain ourselves; they acted as a partition between both our inflation beds. It appeared I have bought a bit more than necessary personal items which left me little to no space to position my bed whereas his side was mostly vacant. It gets dark ahead of time here, so we made a simple soup to satisfy our appetite. The silence began to overwhelm me and I decided to spark up a little conversation by myself. Even though I knew his name, I found it oddly grueling to find a question to ask so I did ask him his name itself. "Don't you already know that" he answered in a low tone, his eyes glued to the surface as if something would pop out of it any moment? I let out a small "Y-yeah, I do" and for Pete's sake, I stuttered. Having embarrassed me enough I resorted to silence. I was not sure what got to him. Maybe he felt bad for me, that he let out a soft sigh fixing his deep dark orbs onto me and introducing himself. We had a little chat, once I got a little comfortable I unraveled my bundle of questions on his previous visit here. He was so patient while answering my queries, I didn't realize how child-like it must have been of me until later. We are still on a first-name basis, he still calls me Mr.Jeon, however, he didn't bother when I called him Taehyung once. I will take my leave now as I have to explore; first thing in the morning.

Night

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