So here I am standing in front of a very simple house in Songbuk-dong not too far away from downdown Seoul. The house is surrounded by high trees making the environment serene. The only downfall for this area is that transportation is not as convenient..You have to have your own car to go around…Public transportation is not that far from the residential area.

I ring the doorbell and a middle aged man came out…could he be Monarch?

I got even more excited with the fact that I will meet my idol today…The person whose writings have inspired me to forgive myself and be a better person.

I bow as the man approached me

“Good morning I am Kwon Jiyong from Prestige magazine.”

“We’re expecting you, please come in.” The man said

I couldn’t help myself I just have to asked him

“Ummm…Are you Monarch?”

I heard him gave out a small chuckle

“No, but you’ll see later…wait her Mr. Kwon while I call “Monarch” He said then went upstairs

As I looked around the house I can’t help but be mesmerized with the most wonderful flower arrangements that surrounds the house, from simple to elaborate creation…it’s all around and the house smell like wild flowers…while I was busy looking at the arrangements, the scent of strawberries suddenly lingers into the air.

Then I heard someone talked…

“Good morning!!! Are the one that Prestige magazines send to interview me?”

I turned to meet where the voice came from, and when I saw Monarch…It feels as if my whole soul was out of me.

She’s wearing a pretty white dress, her brown hair bounced with every move she makes, her eyes glinting a mesmerizing glow and her skin…it looked like she have been soaked in milk…it was so white yet shimmering  at the same time.

She looked as shocked as I am…if not she’s more shocked

“You’re Monarch?” That was all I could say

“Yes.” She simply replied

Monarch is Dara…. Monarch Is Dara…Monarch is Dara

I have to repeat it in over and over so my mind will be able to absorb it. The person that inspired me is also the same person that I have never stopped loving through all those years.

I wanted to hug her…I wanted to run to her and tell her I still love her…I wanted to tell her h