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#01 - Ring - When the phone rang, Sungmin was always the first one to pick it up because he hoped it might be a call from Youngwoon.
#02 - Hero - He quietly admires Youngwoon's strength from afar and wonders if he is like a hero to everyone else, not just Sungmin.
#03 - Memory - The memory of Sungmin calling him a pervert to their fans seems nostalgic now, reminding of a time when things were quite different.
#04 - Box - Youngwoon sometimes wishes he could shut Sungmin and himself into a box big enough for the two of them together, just for a while.
#05 - Run - As soon as Youngwoon was gone and they were home, Sungmin ran to his room and locked the door to cry, not even letting in Kyuhyun.
#06 - Hurricane - When the hurricane comes, Youngwoon knows that Sungmin will sneak into his bed for comfort, and honestly he sometimes looks forward to it.
#07 - Wings - Even though Jungsoo is described as an angel fallen from heaven, Youngwoon thinks
*sobs*I FOUND THIS AGAIN. IT DEPRESSES ME SO MUCH THAT I HAVE TO SHARE IT AGAIN WITH YOU ALL.
...Anyway, for all you non-Uhmma and non-'Na people, this is a photocard from 4jib of Shindong, signed and written on by him.
The translation of what he wrote is "*Shindong's signature* You randomly got my card, what to do… it can’t be helped… I am sorry..."
If no one comments on this, I swear I will slap a baby.
Her CatalystAs she walks through the maelstrom, the words trace upon the tips of her fingers and press into the stone. Every brick, every crack in the concrete, every crossed and angular stroke in reds and blacks and oranges. The drips of the gasoline pool around the base of her boots, slosh as she steps over the burst pipes and the rubble.
So much rubble. So little outcry. The silence of the city grates on her eardrums and the mantras she'd been forced to memorize. The Seers demanded they observe thirteen years of recitation before they attempt to weave their first World together.
But who other than the Seers can claim the incantations that knot the skeins they twist and pull on like reins hold fast? When have any of the Sisters recorded the visions they traced upon space-time and recited them, left them open for critique and discussion and debate?
Which is why she walks through the chalky soot of the smashed city around her. This all
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