Sinyu Stories

They say nothing lasts forever. I used to hate that phrase. It made everything feel temporary, disposable-even people. But memories? They linger. They haunt. They hold on even when everything else fades.

¿Acaso hay algo más hermoso que la oscuridad? Que su propia oscuridad...

김도훈 × 신정환 A DoShin commission fic Written in Burmese