거품/Bubble/Bulle
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Last published Thu, Feb 15, 2024
이것은 때때로 나에게 오는 아이디어와 생각의 집합 일뿐입니다. 좋은 형태로 만들기를 바라며 모든 사람이 접근할 수 있도록 노력합니다. 보시다시피, 저는 3개 국어(제가 사용하는 언어 외에 제 마음에 매우 가깝습니다. 프랑스어, 영어, 한국어)로 작업을 합니다. 즐겁게 읽으시기 바랍니다. [조금이라도 실수/번역을 하면 주저하지 말고 알려주세요...]
This is just the set of ideas and thoughts that come to me from time to time. Hoping to make it in good form, I try to make sure that it is accessible to all. As you can see, I do my work in 3 languages (which are very close to my heart in addition to the one I speak; French, English and Korean). We hope you enjoy reading it. [don't hesitate to let me know if you make the slightest mistake/translation...]
Ceci est juste l'ensemble des idées et pensées qui viennent à moi par moment. Espérant le réalisé en bon et du forme j'essaye de faire en sortes qu'il soit accessible à tous. Comme vous pouvez le voir j'effectue mon travail dans 3 langues (qui me tiennent beaucoup à coeur en plus de celle que je parle; français, anglais et coréen) . En espérant que cela vous plaise bonne lecture.[n'hésiter pas à me prévenir à la moindre erreur d'écriture/traduction...]
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Through thick and thin the Law shall prevail. A new sense of purpose awaits us, children of light, in the land where it all began. The darkness in which we once cowered in fear, now curbed by the might of our endless light. Come, brothers, come, sisters. Let there be peace among the wicked, just as the Law dictates. Peace and certainty is all that you have ever longed for, little angel. A bright, stable future. A roof without holes above thy head. Acknowledgement and recognition of thy existence, feverish dreams of grandeur. Greed born from yearning, treacherous vines of rapacity taint your innocent soul. You seek a future that does not exist. Let thy fingers hold the fragile line between dream and nightmare. Let thy light navigate the path. Shall thee give in and falter, O' land of old, envelop his body in thy unending flame of chaos. Spit out nothing but an empty husk, the remnants of a smile once so bright. Shall thee prevail, O', Great Kazdel, I ask of you, the impossible - take mercy on the innocent. Don't let the radiance dim and don't let the mind turn bleak. Wake, young traveler. Bid thy farewells and burn thy bridges. It's time to say goodbye, curly head. Cross post from AO3. For a shorter and more on-point description, look no further! I had something silly written up before throwing it out in exchange for that wall of text upstairs. It's a little story "about a young, dumb sankta who's been dealt a bad hand at life, looking for his place in all this mess. The pointless search for a better future leads him far, far away from home, to a country forever ravaged by war and misery - Kazdel, the promised land where devils roam free and peace feels out of place." Anyway, it's quite lengthy, but hopefully enjoyable? Slide a comment if you want, I'll give you a tiny kiss on the forehead. Man, do I love comments. (Lastly, to point out, English is not my native language, but I don't think it'll be much of an issue ;3)
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