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Lee Da Yeol 


The moment I describe the portrayal he just stared at me.

"Wait.. what did you just say, a flower."

" A BLACK flower." I repeated the words again.

"What kind of Black flower was it, like a rose or?"

"Maybe yeah, but it was a different one but" I tried to remember the details but it was hard for me to recall it and I also forgot one thing about it. "In the painting he had a Black rose pin that was on the coat,"

" Hmm.. it was family thing of that time."

"Maybe." Even if that was a family thing it still kept me thinking.

"Alright,after eating go straight up to your room and take the rest you need."

"Sure dad."



After finishing the bowl of soup I went into my bed and threw myself in the bed.

"Ugh.. what a day."

I checked my phone for my schedule for tomorrow and found out that I will be free in the evening. I sigh in the relief cause this time I could spend more time with dad since moms dead.

Then a notification appeared in my phone. I looked to check on it.

It said:

"Tomorrow is the day we see a blood moon after many months in the sky."

Blood moon, Huh....

As long as I could remember on this day I lost my mother and tomorrow again is a Blood Moon in the sky.

Even if it is eternal to look at it that memory will haunt me forever.

Without trying to think about anything more I try to sleep but the thought of it just couldn't leave my mind.

Echoing in my mind. As if calling me.


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