Dust-covered stars are butterflies trapped in cages, silently carving into themselves, with a knife, pain and longing the world cannot understand.
I thought getting into an art university would be the beginning of escaping a suffocating past and finding a moment of peace. I never knew I would crash headlong into four entirely different, burning affections, each one capable of setting me ablaze.
The midsummer sun tries to warm my frozen heart with unreserved kindness and cartoon-print bedsheets.
A god high above the world uses a magnificent private shrine as bait, intent on claiming this “one-of-a-kind treasure” entirely for himself.
A web of obsession and codependence tries to drag me back into a cramped world meant for just the two of us.
And then there is the love that offers salvation.
Sunshine, a shrine, an abyss: four forces vie for salvation, each in the name of love.
A hunt for possession and redemption begins.
When every warmth leaves a scorching brand, and every gift comes with a price tag marked “mine,” where should this dying butterfly fly?
