Fortune Cookie by Rose Tan

Fortune Cookie by Rose Tan

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FORTUNE COOKIE by Rose Tan Published by Precious Pages Corporation "Sa huling hininga ng buhay ko, ang halik mo ang iisipin ko at kung muli akong mabubuhay sa ibang panahon, ang halik mo rin ang hahanapin ko." ©️Rose Tan and Precious Pages Corporation
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Gilded Memories Book 2 [SHORT STORY] ☆Bloomers Award 2023-2024 Participant☆ ☆COMPLETE 2024☆ A man afraid to speak his heart. A woman who cannot express hers with words. An odd pair, perhaps-but the king has his own way of loving his beloved Lilibeth. The old-fashioned way. Letters. He pours his thoughts onto paper, inked with the weight of all he cannot say aloud. Page by page, his emotions take shape-tender, reverent, sincere. And Lilibeth, ever patient, reads each letter with a quiet smile. She keeps them close, tucking them into a jar beside her bed, where they rest among his other missives. There, she can revisit his love again and again-each word a soft echo of his soul. To others, this way of loving may seem outdated. Uninspired. A relic of a slower, forgotten time. But as the old saying goes, "Old is gold. " And gold endures. Just like a treasured heirloom passed through generations, or a fading photograph that still holds warmth-his letters are steeped in something timeless. They are his heart. Old, golden, and ever hers. My Dearest Lilibeth, You kept them, didn't you? I'm glad. I don't mind writing to you, my dear. In fact, I could write you a thousand times more-just to tell you how much you mean to me. You, a woman who blooms like springtime, gentle and wild. I still wonder how a reckless, war-stained soul like mine ever found his way to you-and how you loved me so kindly in return. A woman blooming so softly... Let me love you the vintage way: Letters for my words. Flowers for my heart. My dear Lilibeth, I hope to see you again. And if I do, I promise-I'll send you letters once agai- "Hey, Monkey King. Who are you writing to?" A boy in a red bandana flopped down beside his mentor, sipping from a juice box. Wukong looked at him, then smiled gently. "It's for my dear Lilibeth." - [Gilded Memories] My Dear Lilibeth [Sun Wukong]

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