Sui Luo Shi Chu (the receding waters of the rock are visible)
episode 9
“hiks...hiks...eomoni why” said Hyo Mae sat down to see her eomoni that sprinkled the ashes of master Nian and Eun Cha Nian in the river.
“already Hyo Mae. We can't do much. You have to move on. We'll be strong when we're together?” eomoni said remembering the shadow of Mr. Nian who was in a hurry to hide himself.
“what helps us will be punished by sky eomoni?”
“no. We are too dependent on others. From now on whatever happens you want to leave our identity to become a new human without a past?”
“ye. Hyo Mae would like as long as with you it's quite”
“alah” said Jung jeong Mama
“you just eomoniku not another.”
“kau My Hyo Mae is no other”
The two walked across the river through the forest that did not know the end, covered in the dark of the forest that grimly left the sun and glitter of their past lives.
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Onia Kingdom..
“welcome Jung jeong Mama, the future crown prince has been born. Happy glory to this blessed kingdom of the heavens. May the queen live a long life, may the crown prince be healthy and smart”
Draper.drap....
“cheona... Congratulations to you cheona” said a group of servants ran towards the main palace where the king was attending the meeting.
“rapat today finished up here first. What's the matter of waiter Su you dare to bully yourself in the middle of meeting”
“sorry cheona, I am willing to die as long as you hear first this good message”
“katakan”
“candidate crown prince has been born cheona..he is handsome and healthy like you”.
“share gold and silk cloth for ministers, distribute sweets and warm fur clothing for maids who help delivery”
“you are still lacking minister Chu...?”
“no cheona it's more than enough”
“the celebration of the crown prince is still long do not make my kingdom fall poor just because one event only”ucap the king stands passed to his own residence.
“you did not visit jung jeong mama, cheona.?”
“have you seen the constellation.?”
“sorry cheona I am wrong”
“look for one psychic who was also born today”
“for what cheona.?”
“just do it, I wait” said the king pick up his robe and pass into his room.
Inside the outside room was only a stone table that the king used to read.
The graffiti on the wall that was never replaced there were only countless upright lines. Even the blemish of sunlight did not dare to break through the room that was always stuffy and dark.
The king pressed his body against the wall touching every scratch he made himself. “what am I wrong counting sejanim.?” ask the king on the scratches he touched
“i miscalculated it for sure, you won't give me a clue until I get lost and trapped in this robe. You don't want to come back.?” said monologue.
How many times have I told the army to look for you
How many reports have you no certainty of where you are
How much time has passed for the sake of thinking and thinking about you
The king complained to himself without anyone knowing, only the scratches of the walls were silent witnesses.