The Weeping Statue
Description
Everyone knows the legend of the Weeping Statue.
He sits in Namsan Park surrounded by a pool of tears, his own tears, or so the legend says.
He watches seconds turn into minutes, minutes into hours, hours into days, and days into dust.
He witnesses friends becoming lovers. He observes lovers parting as strangers.
It is his curse, to sit here and bear witness to millions of bashful “hellos” and painful “goodbyes”.
And now he begs you to listen, listen to the tale of a soul split in two that found one another again, listen to their struggle, listen as he weeps for these souls.
Foreword
Hello, this is my entry for the first subround of The Sky is The Limit Writing Contest's March Madness round.
The prompt I was given: "No one feels another's grief, no one understands another's joy. People imagine they can reach one another. In reality, they only pass each other by." - Franz Schubert
I hope you guys enjoy this monster I have written. Be prepared because huskylover200 is being deep and drawing from her philisophical side with this story, it ain't no flluffy romance. /shot/
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