Snow Song at Dawn

The author is revising and rewriting this story. Please stay tuned. Do you know what it feels like to suffer more than death? It's as if ten thousand hands were tearing at your heart.

When Aurora was eight, she planted the seed of hatred with her own hands, using blood and ice. Eight years passed. It took root, sprouted, and grew. Just as it was about to bloom, one figure after another appeared in her life. They gave her love, friendship, happiness... and something to protect. She realized that hatred wasn't everything. Those most beautiful days were what she wanted most.

"When my mother died, all I could do was cry and tell myself to get revenge. I couldn't bear to feel that helpless again. This time, even if my soul is scattered to the winds, I'll protect them, and everything that belongs to me!"

What is eternity?

It's such a weighty, distant castle in the sky.

Could there be someone who would use his soul and every ounce of emotion to build a ladder of clouds just for you, so you could stand above and feel the envy of others?

I know you will, Yerku.

So will I.

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