How The Sun Sees Us
Description
You walked carelessly amongst the stars, not caring about the sleeping sun, cutting the tips of your toes on the sharpened edges of the light, crying out to the night, and not caring for the sun whom blinded you in your wake.
Was it perhaps because you could not see the sun that you saw it less beautiful? Was the fleeting moon far too captivating that you had to catch it between your smoldering fingertips. Had the veil of night clouded your vision, made you unattainable to the light in which you could not see?
The sun continues to watch you, as you forget that it had ever existed in the first place.
Foreword
There was a boy who danced so wonderfully. His body like an ever-flowing river, so gentle and calm, yet a strength of force behind every move.
They called upon him with such high regard. Always in awe, amazement, speechlessness. All words amalgamating to the very same emotion. For he was a work of pure artistic lustfulness.
And there was a boy, with a tongue shredded by the smoldering rays of light. Some quiet, never-surfacing figure that melted beneath the billowing waves.
For whilst one boy danced upon the gentle caresses of the ocean, even so that it seemed he made his path all the way to the kingdom of the sun - another dwelled amongst the shadows between the recesses of insignificance, only ever catching glimpses of that blinding clear.
For, Do Kyungsoo drew figures without faces. And Kim Jongin fumbled effortlessly on the light of others like a puppet tied to loose strings.
I am sorry. This foreword is weird and makes no sense. For I am weird and make no sense. It's been a long time...
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