Author's note

"We are born of the black and to the black we shall return."

"Set me alight and I will add grey between us. We will bridge through and rekindle."
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Never held. Never illuminated. Never shadowed. Was smoldering fire enough to light the black?

This is a story of tragedy, of intimate romance, of gossamer beauty and a strange world with its even stranger King - and above all, Black.

Warning: I wrote this when I was still a naive girl so I'm sorry for any cringey lines. I will fix them once it is finished.

WARNING** Profanities and mature content.

Check it out tho, maybe dark Jeongguk will pop out to pop your lights.