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EPS 25 WAY OF LIFE

EPS 25 WAY OF LIFE

The night is late. The full moon shines so brightly in its perfectly round shape. Ryong Nae or Ren took a step forward in front of the black stone on the small table. He lit two hio sticks, then walked around the object while humming. Churning a sacred humming to Seongju, the supreme God, whom he believed had given him much pleasure, was,

Also because life needs a clear direction, so we stay on the path of light. In the quiet room he recited a prayer, giving his whole heart in the ascetic of all souls. In order to always be given safety and smoothness and get what he should get.

After praying, Ren sat down and looked at the moon. His heart felt so longed but I don't know who. Usually, whenever his heart was in the daze of longing he would spill it onto the moon. From behind the window of her room on the third floor of the large flats she enjoyed the full moon of the night.

“You haven't slept Ren?” asked Song, his sidekick who lives in the next room.

“Not yet. I still want to enjoy the face of the moon,” Ren said.

His view did not change at all. He continued to look at the moon while hoping that something would reciprocate his longing. But the moon never changes. From time to time his face remained the same. So beautiful and soothing. As if there was no sadness.

“Good. But you need to get to bed as soon as possible. Tomorrow morning we work harder to earn more money,” Song said as he closed Ren's room door.

Ren nodded his head. Then he resumed his daydreaming. He sat behind the window. His head rested on the wall behind him. Unknowingly he fell into a dreamland.

Brug!

His feet fell into a pile of ashes. He looked around him. There is only a sea of ash that is sloping, dry and dusty. In the distance there are holes and craters that emit heat. What is this place? The temperature is higher than the Korean temperature

There were no trees, not even the grass would grow. The sun felt so close and so big. Probably three times the sun he used to see all this time. Sparkling lights hung in the black sky, without clouds. There was no one or any creature around. Ah, this place is strange but strangely she doesn't feel foreign here.

“Hai!” his yell. Hope someone hears and tells her what this place is.”Hi!” his voice echoed and bounced towards him again.

Slowly Ren stepped his feet over a pile of hot, dusty ash. Then it sounded like a whisper in his ear.

“This is your home.”

Ren jumped in shock. The crisp sound she missed so much.

“Pranja?” abugn.

He looked back and forth for the young man who always filled his heart, but there was no one.

“Pranajaa!” scream with all his might.

His lips trembled as he mentioned the young man's name. Her chest feels so tight. He almost shed tears, as he felt like a hand was shaking his shoulder.

“Ren, wake up!”

Ren opened his eyes. Song looked at his face full of anxiety.

Ren rubbed his eyes. Ah, it turns out that he was just a dream to meet Pranaja.

“After that you shower yes. Remember we're going to perform in the city park this morning.”

Ren patted his forehead. Just remembered that she and Song were planning to perform in the city park. After a five-month quarantine, Ren was granted a residence permit in South Korea. Unlike her brother Ryong, who was once a member of the North Korean military, when she defected to South Korea, she had to undergo a longer assimilation process. He also did not know where his brother was.

After drinking two glasses of water, she immediately grabbed the towel and ran to the bathroom. It wasn't until five minutes that he was out again with his hair still wet. Drying her hair with a hair dryer. Then wear his martial clothes. This morning they will be busking in the city center, showing off their skills in swordplay. The only skill he can do to survive in a foreign land.

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Ren stood straight in the middle of the field. Her eyes were closed, and her beautiful lips were tightly clenched. Apparently he was focusing his mind, according to Song's orders. The people who were watching the show froze, their faces still implying curiosity.

“As a swordsman, you must have speed, until your enemies can't see you” Song said giving an introduction to Ren's every move.

Ren's body ran quickly forward, then jumped up and went into the air. His shadow flashed as fast as the wind. People couldn't even see his movements.

“Woa..” murmured the audience in unison.

Many people who are just the first time to see the attractions that they do. The tall slender body was salted and revolved in the air. The audience's mouth had even gawked since Ren walked into the middle of the room earlier. Admiring beauty.

“Between the first movement with the next movement there must be harmony,” Song said again.

The sword in Ren's hand was swept right and left, up and down. Sweeping, fending and piercing. The rays caused by the reflection of the light rays that hit the sword were so dazzling, like a white ribbon spread, forming circles of shadows.

“Speed in each target is the absolute thing in need,” Song continued,”That means you must have a high degree of consistency, coupled with the strength and accuracy of thrusting your sword to be right on target.”

Ren's legs rotated in the air then his body curled while throwing a long fist (Chang Quan) forward. His fist smashed into the air wall and his speed gave rise to the frictional sound of fast flowing wind.wuass! dab!

“And you must not forget, the Swordsman always puts beauty forward in every move. Since the essence of swordplay is harmony between heart and mind, soul and body,” Song ended his sentence.

Ren stood up straight, adjusting his breathing slowly. Then he started moving back. Starting with a forward hand punch, the body bends slightly and then quickly turns its body while launching punches, sticks and kicks. His entire body moved in a matching combination, precise and so beautiful to behold.

Then in an instant, his body was shrouded and his sword light dazzled. Suddenly Song threw the wooden stick that was beside him. As soon as it approached Ren's body, the flash of the sword instantly enveloped the staff. Then Ren pulled out and raised his sword into the air. The wand seemed to be still intact while in the air, but once it fell to the ground it was instantly cut into pieces.

Prak! Prol!

A few moments the mood became quiet. People were staring at Ren with glaring eyes. The girl lowered her sword. Her clear facial skin looked flushed from exhaustion. Then he ran and stood in the corner of the crowd while bowing in salute.

Plok! Plok! Plok!