He refined all his anger, sadness, fear and tenderness into a flower.
It has been raised in the Dragon's Breath Furnace for ninety years.
The flowers bloomed. Half a head taller than him.
Her long silver-gold hair hangs down to her ankles, her platinum-gold scales resemble metal burned through by flames, and her silver-grey eyes have a whole sea of stars in them.
"Who are you?"
"I'm yours."
"My what?"
"Your emotions. All the stuff you suppress."
Only then did Moang realize that he had been waiting for someone for the past ninety years.
And she has been waiting for him for ninety years.
But she has a secret: if Moang continues to endure, she will disappear.
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Volume 1: Love Volume (Chapter 1-52) has been completed. The final volume (chapters 53-64) is being serialized. The tide never ceases, and so does love.
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Intention: All the waiting will eventually respond.