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Her dance in Chinju Forest was something she had been practicing since she was a child. The movements were her mother's, the choreography her father’s, and the practice her brother’s insistence. Each time she took a step towards or away, every sway of her arms, was just like a heron swaying with the whims of the wind.
The pond was her reflection, and her solidified heart was one that bore no secrets. She was open, free, everlasting in the way she was encased in beauty.
Her own eternity was in frozen snapshots of control. Memories, melting from sunlight to moonnight.