𝐒𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐘𝐨𝐮 || Akatsuki no Yona

Interlude 間奏曲

interlude / ˈin(t)ərˌlo͞od

an intervening period of time.

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In the serenade of the black, the stars are a choir; they are lights that sing in infinite patterns. Sometimes eyes need music, and the darker the night the sweeter the song. The woods always look different at night. As if the daytime trees and flowers and stones had gone to bed and sent slightly more ominous versions of themselves to take their places.

The night comes with such a bitterness that the rutted brownfields take on the appearance of a sugared cobbler under the moonlight. The cold steals every bit of water from the air it can in its frenzy to frost over the Fire Tribe.

The moon has always been beautiful. Everyone else sleeps while I stare up at the night sky. My expression is passive and calm from everything I've done in the past and everything I will do in the future.

The haori and armor I had worn was folded and set next to me. The Fire Tribe at night was chilly, but I had no intention of wearing my haori to keep me warm. The moon looked blue from where I sat, but it was most definitely white. I couldn't remember a time when the moon was this lovely, but there must've been a time when it was. Perhaps it was the night I faked my death.

I'm dead. My name is most likely not in the records anymore. They might've ripped the page with my name out and burned it in a monstrous fire. But what does it matter?

There was this person who appreciated the moon. A priest said this person was in love with the king of Kouka, and that a broken heart can be mended with another broken heart. This unknown person was me.

Instead of sleeping that night, I found myself staring at the moon in the sky, admiring it until I could no longer appreciate its beauty.

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Soo-won

At our last meeting, I wanted to kiss you; that privilege has been revoked. Now, you're just a corpse who lies at the bottom of a chaotic river.

Why is it that after so many heartaches I've caused you, you were able to understand me until the very end?

There was this person who hated their name. They thought their name was foreign and unknown, but I thought this person's name was beautiful. They were in love with no one and nothing.

This person was a follower when they were young and a leader when they were older.

This person thought they weren't beautiful. They believed everyone was beautiful except them. And so, instead of calling themself beautiful, they went up to me and said

"you're beautiful." This person's name was Himari, and I believe I've fallen in love with her.

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Alright, sweet. We got our first love interest after 30 chapters (there's been some light romance, but no one's caught feelings so far except Soo-won).

This was a short chapter, but I think it was pretty descriptive. I wanted a few chapters that had plots like these. You know, where the old men realize they love ____. Especially since Soo-won is a main character in this story and the storyline wouldn't be the same without him.

I normally use Jisho for my Japanese because I trust it the most, but it might be incorrect.

Thank you for 1800 reads! Feel free to comment/vote if you enjoyed this chapter.