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[elly-writes]

Day #2, 16/06/2024

Working during summer is definitely not my favorite thing. All that heat makes me dizzy and gives me headaches. I know I'm sensitive to that kind of weather so during summer, I prefer to work with breaks. Small evening breaks are suitable for a quick shower and, of course, a nap. I took a painkiller and threw my tired body on the couch. I set my alarm clock and before I even left my phone to the coffee table, I was asleep.

The sweet summer breeze woke me up. I streched my body with a groan, but something pierced my skin, making me frown. I rubbed the spot I was stung and opened my eyes slowly. The sun made it hard for me to  focus on my suroundings. One thing was for sure, I was moving. Moving? I then rubbed my eyes vigorously and looked around me. I was on a carriage? How? A carriage foul of hay. And I was sitting on top of it. Honey bees were flying around me. The sound of the hourse's petals was echoing in my ears. I looked down on my body. I was wearing old, dirty clothes. Brown in color, and a white apron. My shoes were nowhere to be found and my bare feet were also dirty and wounded, but I was not in any kind of pain. The only pain I could feel was the bee sting, as I later assumed. The road was an old, rocky path. The green leaves on the trees and the refreshing chilly breeze made me think that it was the beginning of the summer, maybe mid June. What a nice scenery. 

I tried to stand up but I fell back down with a thud. The carriage rider then shouted at me "Don't move or you'll fall". His voice was deep and hoarse. He sounded like an old man.  "Where are we going?" I mumbled. He halted the carriage and the horse neighed. His angry stare pierced my soul. "You asked me to deliver you to the general's house, didn't you? Are you wasting my time, my lady?". His face was full of wrinkles. His long, messy, gray beard was tangled with of hay. "No, I mean. It was a sleep talk. Please, keep going" he groaned and the carriage moved again. Who's mr. general?  My memory was foggy. I couldn't bother about it, I was going to meet him soon anyways.

After a while, we finally arrived to a small village. That place had an overall quaint feel to it, and I felt as though I would like to spend a lot of time there. Such a cozy feeling. We rode the carriage in the narrow streets. The old man was greeting people who were at the sides. Some of them were greeting me too, while some others were looking at me like I'm a ghost. "Please, don't mind them, my lady" the old man said, like he could read my thoughts. "They will stop looking at you like that when you marry him". My jaw dropped. Not only I'm going to a stranger's house, I was also going to marry a stranger on top of all. But where is my memory? How can I not remember a thing? The old man halted the carriage and I looked to the side iof the road. Nestled in a lush, green valley, the charming stone cottage emanates a sense of tranquility. Its ivy-clad walls, thatched roof, and quaint wooden doors seem lifted straight from a fairy-tale. It was until then I recalled.

We were in the 19th century! That explains the carriage and  the apron dress I was wearing. I was a farm girl, working as a maid in General's house and he demanded to get married. That's why everybody was giving me the looks. They were looking down on me. A forced marriage? How did my parents allow that? I sighed. I almost forgot it was the 19th century. I walked close to the window and my reflection appeared on the glass. My messy braid was landing on my shoulder and the midi, brown dress was hugging my body. "My shoes?" I said and I turned around to face the old man but he was already gone. Damn it! I need to find a pair of shoes. Before I could make any step, the main door opened and a man poked his head out. 

"Mr.Jang is waiting for you, my lady" he said and disappeared behind the door. I tentatively walked closer to the house. I pulled the door knob and before I could make a step inside, I bumped onto something. Or someone. I looked up and it was him. "Kiyong.."I  stuttered. He was standing there, wearing his military uniform, smiling bright at me. He then opened his arms and nodded, inviting me for a hug. I placed my head on his chest as he closed his arms around me. "Welcome back" he whispered in my ear. His hug felt warm and cozy, not threating at all. I wrapped my arms around him and my eyes got watery. He and I decided to call it a forced marriage. It was the only way the villagers would accept me as his wife. We had to pretend like we don't care for each other while our hearts were burning. The sudden realization gave me goosebumps. 

He let go of me and cupped my face. "I'm so sorry I have to leave you behind" he said and his eyes filled with tears. "What do you mean? But I just came back from the farm" I panicked. He wiped my tears away with his thumbs. "I promise I'll be back. And I will try to send you letters. Things are not that bad at the battlefield" he forced a smile. I nodded and held his hands. He leaned in for a kiss on my forehead before leaving, closing the door behind. My chest felt heavy and tears were rolling down on my face. I couldn't move or breathe. I standed still, crying helplessly. 

The door opened again, and before I could move my weak body away from the entrance, his arms wrapped around me. I looked at him and without hesitation, he placed his lips on mine. Tears were rolling between our lips, making the kiss sweet. He tighened his arms around me and deepened the kiss. I couldn't let go. I didn't want this to end.

My alarm clock wouldn't stop ringing. It was just an evening nap, but it felt like I was sleeping for ages. My whole body was protesting when I decided to stand up. Maybe it was not a good idea to take a nap at the couch. I had to get ready to go back to work but my body was not ready. I slowly walked until the bathroom to freshen up. I looked myself at the mirror before washing my face. My lips were swollen and red. I brushed my fingers on top of them. They were burning. Then I remembered, the kiss!

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Dream #1 / 13/12/2024

TW: BLOOD REFERENCE

The house was so cold, I could barely relax. I tried to light up a fire but it was no use. The woods were soaked by the rain and it was not easy. So I decided to just throw a couple of heavy blankets on top of my body and try to warm up myself by rubbing my legs together. After a while, I finally slept.

Rays of sun brushed against my pale face. It was spring break and I couldn't wait to visit my best friend but also my crush. I was riding the bus to the campus where I would meet him and we would go on a walk to enjoy the warm weather and the blooming cherry trees. Maybe it was about time to confess. It's been many years since the first time we met and I could say it was love from the first time. It felt like that.

On my way to the campus, I had a strong feeling something was off. But I couldn't figure out what was that. I looked around me. People were happy and they were talking on their phone about how they are going to spend their spring break. Some were holding bouquets of flowers, maybe they were going to meet their loved ones. Others where listening to music and giggling as the sun was warming up their face through the bus windows. I was there. Being worried about that odd feeling which m,ade it hard to breathe. Maybe something bad happened, I thought. Let's not ruin this dream. Everything is so nice to make bad thoughts.

There was one stop left before the campus. Just then. I paid attention to the people on the streets. Some of them had blood on their clothers while girls would cry and shout for help. No way this is happening right now, I thought. The passengers also noticed the chaos on the streets and asked the bus driver to stop the bus so they could help the injured students. I knew something was off, but that's too much Elly! After a while, the bus stopped, and people started going on board. I stood up and tried tro push them to pass through and go down. I had to see him! I needed to check if he was doing fine and nothing could stop me. I manage to go down from the overcrowded bus, but I left the gifts behind. It doesn't matter, as long as he was doing fine. I needed to find out what was going on. I rushed to the campus. As I was getting closer, more people were sitting on the sidewalks. They were spilling water on their bloody faces, calling 911 or running away. What is that? A terrorist attack? An exposion from gas leakage? ZOMBIE APOCALIPSE?

No one would say a word, they were all in shock. Suddenly, a guy bumped on me as he was running. "RUN!" he shouted right in my face. "Why? What's happening?" I grabbed him by his shoulders to restrain him. "GUN SHOTS! RUN" he screamed at the top of his lungs and set himself free. As he ran away, a gun shot echoed around the campus yard. Oh my, what's going on? Where is him? I looked around, asking people about him, but nobody knew where he was. I ran towards the campus entrance and tried to sqeeze myself into the building, while everybody was trying to evacuate it. A strong push was enough to make me fall on the ground. Nothing unexpectable. I tried to stand up as fast as I could or I would die on spot from the stomps. It was no use, I had to find another way to enter. I ran around the building, looking for another entrance or a broken window i could use. Why am I doing this to myself? I don't know. It just feels like he's inside the building!

The building was huge and I was running out of patience. I found a window to become my victim. I looked around and find a rock on the side of a flowerbed. I threw the rock towards the window a couple of times but it just wouldn't break. I gathered all my energy and courage and fell on a closed window. No, it was not that easy. Another gunshot echoed. Oh my. I took my distance and tried again. At this point, my whole body felt weak. One last time, I thought. I sighed, took my distance again and the next thing I know was me laying on the floor of the campus corridor, next to the broken window. Pieces of glass were scattered on the floor, piercing through my skin. Some of them had pierced my palms and shoulders and I could see blood drops all around. I stood up kind of dizzy and looked down to my body. No injuries, just dirty and ripped clothes. My jeans were covered in mud from falling down and my blouse was ripped from the window glasses. I'm fine, I'm gonna be fine for him. I stood up and tried to take some glass scatters of my hand real quick. A group of people pushed me and one of them tried to take my hand and make me run along. I gasped from pain as he pushed a small piece of glass furher into my skin.

"No, I just entered" I mumbled. "What do you mean? Didn't you hear? The college bully is after Do Wan" he said and kept on running to the closest exit. EXCUSE ME? I panicked. That was my best friend and crush, Woo Do Wan! The college bully? How? As far as I knew, Do Wan was not the type of person who would cause a problem. Especially towards most vicious college bully. But was it that serious to have a gun pointed at him? What was going on? I had to find out. I had to find him!

I again ran in the empty corridors, looking inside every empty classroom, Looking for him. I was shouting his name desparately waiting for an answer. People around me thought I was crazy, looking for the guy who's being chased by another guy with a gun, but I couldn't care less. I had to find him! Another gun shot echoed in the tall building. Upstairs. That's where the gunshot came from! I tried to rush myself upstairs, pushing the students to the side to make my way up. I would burn in hell for doing that, poor people they had to encounter with a crazy woman like me. After so many gunshots, I was convinced he was wounded, suffering in corner, trying to hide. I ought to be careful. One wrong step and I would be dead. Tears began to fill my eyes as I was getting closeby. I wanted to scream, I wanted to punch the walls in despair. I stopped to the side to catch my breath. He had to be around there. I cupped my face in my bloody hands and cried out loud.

Suddenly, the atmosphere warmed up and I could feel a light pressure around me. Who's that? I tried to free myself. There was no time left to feel weak, but that other pearson wouldn't loose his arms. " Let me go! I have to go" I said between sobs. "Let's go home". That voice! It had to be him! He slowly let go of me and I finally could take my hands off my face. I was him! It was Do Wan! He was shirtless, so his strong muscles were visible, but there were no scars. Only blood drops here and there but it was probably not his. I wrapped my arms around him and hugged him tightly. He placed his head on my neck and breathed. Feeling his warm breath on my skin gave me goosebumps. He examined my face. "Were you hurt? I'm so sorry to make you worry." I shook my head negatively. He caressed my hair before taking my hand and walking silently with the towards the exit. I had to break the silence. I needed to know!

"What happened, Do Wan?" I let go of his hand and paused to make him look at me.

He looked at me and smiled brightly. "It's over now" he happily said and kept on walking.

I woke up by a warm feeling around me. My body was so warm I was almost sweating. That hug, that smile of his. I can say I felt that warm feeling yesterday night.