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The moment was passing increasing the urge to find someone or something so unknown ...

Tae: where is it coming from ??

Crazy footsteps are asking for someone to come till now it's written in stone that it's someone not anything... Keep the pace of feet there standing someone but there isn't any way the person can hold this much charming Scents... Still hopes arise in the bottom of the heart guiding towards the person only to feel the disappearance of the sweet odoure... Backing away from the place the tired body collapses in the road bringing the most powerful crown prince in his knees ... His eyes capture one person wrapped in black clothes coming towards him holding something... As the person is coming the sweet fragrance becomes more prominent with an urge to disclose the person he stands up with a blurry face only to see the disappearing figure of the said person who just take his side to go .... His legs are about to follow him but his tired body still doesn't allow still he choose to follow the person only to get to know again he lost the source ... Somehow dragging himself he comes to the mansion and goes to his chamber feeling restless... Somehow he makes his mind calm and with a deep breath he chooses to close his eyes only to see a faint smile on someone's face make him breathless... He isn't able to breathe properly...

Tae ; nor are you letting me live nor are you letting me die ...

His body dragged him towards the window and looked at the moon which is mostly hidden behind clouds ...His eyes were stuck at the moon ... In the table there were laying a book lazily containing some words of pain ....

"A torment that tests the limits of endurance,
A trial that challenges our spirits, a storm that engenders....
In the depths of anguish, a resilience is born, a strength so rare,
A testament to the human spirit, a beacon that dares...

It's a journey through darkness, where tears may intertwine,
A symphony of emotions, a melody that's both divine...
In the face of pain's cruel grip, a glimmer of hope can shine,
A reminder of life's fragility, a chance to find the sublime....

For in the crucible of suffering, a transformation takes place,
A phoenix rising from the ashes, a new self embraces....
Through pain's sharp blade, wisdom may unfurl,
A deeper understanding of life's truths, a pearl.... let us not shy away from pain's embrace,
Embrace the journey, for it's a path we all must trace....
For in the face of extreme pain, resilience may blossom,
A testament to the human spirit, a strength that's unrivaled and profound...."

The sudden flipped sound of pages makes him flinch a bit along with a heavy breeze indicating the rain when closing the door properly jk sit in his table eyes gazing at the paper with the feeling of found someone who is hugging him in his worst phase ...

"A question that cuts to the core,
A puzzle that encompasses torment, both physical and sore....
It's a mystery that confounds, a challenge that tests our might,
A paradox of agony and strength, a dance in darkest night...

It whispers in silence, a voice that resonates deep within,
A symphony of suffering, a storm that can make us grim....
Yet within its grasp, a resilience lies, a strength that will endure,
For in the face of extreme pain, we find our spirit pure....

Embrace the journey, find solace in your own embrace....
For in the depths of extreme pain, a lesson lies in wait,
A chance for growth, a path to elevate...."

His eyes were getting teary when the last words left from his lips but with a sigh he stopped and gazed at the writer's name... *KTH" is  written with black ink to make him smile widely... Today he was waiting crazily for that book that's why he is this much late to return ...

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