🫧 Sequel for lovely runner (2024)
"Is there such a thing as predetermined fate? Like an inevitable fate that we can neither change or defy.."
"If there is, Sol-ah.."
"My fate is..no matter in which time we meet, past, present, or any other, I will...
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Sol shifted restlessly in her sleep, her brow furrowing as an uneasy dream began to take hold.
At first, everything seemed hazy and unfamiliar. She found herself in a dark, empty space, disoriented and uncertain of her surroundings. The air felt thick and oppressive, making it hard for her to breathe.
Sol's uneasy dream shifted, the oppressive darkness giving way to a surreal landscape of striking beauty. She found herself standing in the middle of a vast, rolling hill, covered in a breathtaking array of vibrant flowers that swayed gently in the breeze.
Despite the tranquil setting, a sense of foreboding lingered in the air. As Sol surveyed her surroundings, she gradually became aware that this enchanting hillside was, in fact, a graveyard – the final resting place for those who had departed this world.
Compelled by an inexplicable impulse, Sol approached one of the towering tombstones, a yellow flower cradled in her hands. With reverence, she knelt down and placed the bloom at the base of the weathered stone, her fingers tracing the etched letters that had been worn by time.
As she strained to make out the name inscribed on the marker, a chill ran down her spine. The details remained just out of focus, maddeningly elusive, as if the dream itself was conspiring to keep the truth hidden from her.
Before she could make sense of what she was witnessing, Sol's eyes flew open, her body jerking with a start as she found herself back in the familiar warmth of Sunjae's embrace. Her heart raced, the remnants of the unsettling dream still lingering in her mind. Instinctively, she turned to Sunjae, seeking the comfort and security of his presence.
But as her gaze settled on his sleeping form, a wave of emotions washed over her. Shock, fear, and confusion all mingled together, causing her eyes to well up with tears.
The vivid details of the dream – refused to leave her mind. What did it all mean? Was it just a product of her subconscious, or was there something more sinister lurking beneath the surface?
The sight of Sunjae's pale, lifeless face sent a shockwave of pure terror through Sol's entire being. Tentatively, she reached out, placing her trembling hand flat against his chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his heartbeat beneath her palm. The familiar warmth of his skin and the reassuring cadence of his breathing helped to ground her, if only momentarily.
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