Two curses, each no more than 500 words, knot together into a tangle that can never be undone.
A past event creates a situation in this life that can never be salvaged.
That demon king who came from heaven breaks her heart again and again, yet she still refuses to let go.
The snowy day they first met foreshadowed that their love was destined to be anything but smooth sailing.
Snow is beautiful, lonely, sorrowful, and fragile.
Who is searching so desperately? And who is waiting so desperately? Whose fault, whose pain, whose love, whose cruelty?
I believe that even in the midst of an endless night, as long as you keep moving forward, you will eventually reach the end of the road, leave the darkness behind, and greet the first light of dawn.
