JANGKAU || Park Jisung

JANGKAU || Park Jisung

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"Gue pernah bilang ke lo, gue takut kehilangan seseorang. Papa. Gue udah kehilangan lelaki yang gue sayang. Dan lo, Lelaki yang gue sayang juga, akhirnya, gue kehilangan lo." Gadis itu menyeka air matanya, sedikit menekan dadanya agar tak terasa sesak. "Seharusnya gue ga menyayangi lo. Andai gue gak menyukai lo, lo pasti gak akan pergi ninggalin gue." "Mama bilang, gue harus ikhlasin lo, sesulit apapun itu. Ya, gue akan selalu menganggap bahwa lo abadi di dalam hidup gue. Lo akan selalu gue jangkau, walau, fisik lo udah gak ada." Gadis berambut pendek itu meninggalkan gundukan sebuah tanah yang penuh dengan bunga. Tak lupa ia melambaikan tangan, kepada gundukan tanah milik lelaki yang ia sayangi itu. Arkana.
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Desolate

For those who belong nowhere, those who walk the face of the earth on their own, carrying their hearts in their palms, holding everyone together while they dissolve into air. So many souls are homeless, may it be their home. May they find peace in knowing they are not alone, if not, at least they won't feel as stray as I once did. The word is haunted. Not by ghosts. By a maybe. By the soft echo of a woman who once lit his path out of darkness. A woman who no longer remembers his name... But who still lives inside every choice he makes. He was not made to follow the rules. He was made to make them. Where a match may light a room, A flame like him sets a whole world ablaze. In this story, Truth wears a mask, and order is just chaos in disguise. His world, at last, reveals its true face, when he sets it on fire.

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