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A little shadow footprint
I was walking alone
following your memories
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20 years later
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Current Time
Namjoon felt strange as he was hurled into the portal. There was a mix of colors around him, that became very fuzzy, weird audible sounds and a spinning sensation went through him. Like a tornado, he felt his body getting stretched and squished.
Suddenly Namjoon found him floating in the air and he land with a audible thud in a open and very rough field with a desending hill.He felt a sharp pain in his head when it collided with a very rough area. He felt disoriented, dazed and utterly perplexed. He struggled to find understanding of where he suddenly landed.
He squinted his eyes because his vision became blurry against the blinding light of the sun.
He furrowed his brows as he tried to stand up, just to fall over a rock again. His head was spinning and when he touched his forehead he winced, a warm sticky liquid was on his fingers-blood.The environment doesn't look familiar. Where was he? He looked awed when he looked over the side, there were ancient buildings , with intricate tiled roofs. He saw people from afar clothed in unfamiliar clothes. They were just strolling around relaxed. He immediately started to became panicky. It seems he was in an unfamiliar place, far from home. A different time and place.
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Historical Fiction"To protect what we must, one must sometimes choose to let go of everything." - Uncle Park Kim Namjoon, an incredibly intelligent and clumsy postgraduate in Ancient Korean History, is paired with the super annoying, know-it-all, Archival Studies ner...