JaneDoe11
Cold rooms, distant dreams, broken homes and a single family member. That is the life in a summary for Airan shaw.
A malnourished girl in her Twenties, shaken through life when it barely even started. The only light of her life, is her baby brother, Hyun-joo shaw, her only family.
But fate is cruel to even those who've seen nothing past the endless dark of the abyss. And nothing more than twisted tribute shall they receive.
Airan still remembers the day the call came through, nothing the nurse spoke on the other end got through to her while she stood, the cup on the coffee machine overfilled and spilled and spilled and spilled-until the phone slipped out of her hand too.
It couldn't be true. Her brother, not her brother...it has to be anyone but him. She prayed it was anyone but him.
But she couldn't deny the corpse lying in front of her, wearing the same skin as her brother, her precious baby brother, stripped of all colours.
"No, no No No NoNoNO-"
she repeated until it became a chant, but cold skin doesn't lie. She held the body against her own warmth, desperate for his soul to be back in the body she brought him up for 19 years, in a futile plea to the god that existed in her mind.
The days to come passed in a blur. The Desperate attempt to solve the mystery of her brother's "accidental" death was the only thing that kept her alive.
The afternoons that she used to pass in the company of her kin, has now morphed into a short end lasting till evening. The business of her shop declined but not that she cared.
There was only one thing she lived for now. And she'd be damned if she let anyone come in between that.
Fate surely agrees. But it only lasts as long as the beholder wills. Little would she know the devastation to come would walk right through her doors, dressed in leather and wearing the sun as halo?
What would happen if the answer she seeks, comes to her bearing the gifts of pieces she wants to puzzle?
And that is where the journey begins.