CH 2 : The butterfly met his Flower
ᑕᕼ 2 : Tᕼᗴ ᗷᑌTTᗴᖇᖴᒪY ᗰᗴT ᕼIՏ ᖴᒪOᗯᗴᖇ
”𝐸𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑛𝑐ℎ 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑏𝑢𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑓𝑙𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑠... 𝑡𝑟𝑦 𝑡𝑜 𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑑~
𝐼 𝑐𝑎𝑛'𝑡 𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑏𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑛𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑠!”
~𝐾𝑖𝑚 𝑇𝑎𝑒ℎ𝑦𝑢𝑛𝑔
Now it was morning. The Sun already had confiscated the whole vintage room in his golden magical rays.
Morning air coming through the perfect curtained windows were doing their best in providing the whole room a cool breeze freshener.
Taehyung woke up and went near the window, to get the morning scenario of his garden, all green and vernal fresh.
Then, he got fresh and went down, in the hall to have his breakfast.
When he goes to the main hall, he finds that old guard standing there.
Won-Gong/Old guard
Good morning, Son.
He said with a soft smile, greeting him.
Kim Taehyung
Morning, Uncle.
**yawns
Won-Gong/Old guard
Taehyung, I have arranged some maids for the work and maintenance. They will be here by noon.
Won-Gong/Old guard
If you want you can have a look at them.
Kim Taehyung
No need, Uncle. Just make sure they know their work properly.
Taehyung said while jamming the bread with a knife. That guard nodded his head in response.
Taehyung's day passed by wandering his cogitations and re-painting an old canvas, that was kept in his mansion's store room, in between dust and some spider webs, 'inchoated'.
He took that old dusted canvas, with a blurry typed painting on it, and went into the garden, to paint under the open sky and fresh air.
After 9 or 10 hours of renewing the painting, he threw the paint brush in the black jar filled with water, kept near the canvas.
Then he tiredly laid down on the ground, face, hands and clothes patched with colorful motley paints.
He sighed lightly looking at the welkin, which was beautifully graced by about-to-rain clouds.
His thoughts were wandering in his mind, same as all the dry leaves scattered on the ground, that were now flying here and there cause of mild stormy winds.
The weather was changing now, seems like it was 'bout to rain.
Kim Taehyung
(Everything has changed now, days into months and months into years. This weather, this air, everything has changed.)
Kim Taehyung
(Sooth to be said, even if everything has changed now, still my memories are haunting me like I'm a prey to be caged.)
Kim Taehyung
(It's tiring to try to escape from my own past, my own memories.)
*Deep sigh.
Taehyung was still on the ground lying there tiredly.
But abruptly something came into his mind, he got up from the ground, took that newly painted canvas in his hands, and went inside the mansion.
He took that canvas on the ground, supported by the shelf behind it.
Then he washed the patches of paints that were messed on his body and changed his smirched clothes.
He took his car's key from the drawer and ran downstairs to get his parked car.
He hurriedly sat and started driving the car hastily.
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