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chapter zero / Love Me Dead.
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The madness of the soulless. The pained sorrows, even the pitied on the brain—the mindless people a dding on to the torn essence of the souls that are st ill breathing. Or maybe the useless pity used upon a n other strangers, But people needed to remember, no thing is forever, no matter how much you wante d it to be.
Nothing ever was guaranteed—Death ... death w as something that was subvent, nobody how much s omeone wanted the loss of life to fade away, and dis appear . . . That would never never happen. Their wa s no chance of ever, never at that escaping the odds of death.
Even if you wanted to believe their was hope, if y ou wanted to believe the possibility of the slithering hope sarang had that was slowly slipping through he r fingers as time passed . . . as months passed, as if th at night never happened.
All she could remember from the night was her, blood stained palms, the blood that wasn't even close to hers... and the memory of her ripped halloween costume that her best friend—jungwon payed for as a early birthday present;The unleashing feeling of pa in and exertion that slithered around her.
The unforgettable memories of the horror house haunt her dreams when the sky is painted red, the f eeling of her essence being torn, the screams of her bestfriends ...wherever she went, the nightmares ne ver end, no matter how much she wanted it to end.
The senseless feeling of overriding the reflection of something she'll never get back, something sarang couldn't live without...no matter how much she trie d—The frightful downfall of her life and the numbing sensation of her soul was far from gone and maybe would never back down.
Sarang was a ticking bomb—the path of the s elf destruction ticking as time continues, But maybe it could be stopped. Maybe it could all end and the not ion of the angelic teenager would all come back? All it would take is the heavenly feeling of having her be st fiends back.
And maybe that graceful feeling would finally come back.
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in remembrance of jungwon.
author note. okay this is very short chapter but this is just kinda explaining how sarang feels after the death of her friends and how she's healing, (wh ich she still hasn't healed ), but she won't be sad for ever! she will have a happy ending ... maybe. ♡︎♡︎
