Blue Love: Collapsing the Winged Jin Heart

The restlessness of king Permadi

...The soft line in the net bead tells lara to be unexpunged...

...Looking for love, do not tire to pull off the traces only for the petals of the owner of the ruler of Yaksa...

...Rinai rain only accompanied the muddy footsteps of wounded blood...

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They both walked through the river. The place where the Maharani always shed tears when remembering the memories with Astro. He stared back at the river. King Permadi noticed the look on Maharani's face turned moody.

"Are you really not able to see my wings?" ask king.

The pool in the eye peluk still dripped, the king gave him a handkerchief. "Thank you, your handkerchief yesterday I haven't returned. Regarding your strange wings, I saw it."

Hearing the Maharani's words, the Permadi king frowned watching the woman before him closely. After the king stayed in the human realm, only Eunuch Jou could see his wings. Even if the king walks out. No one knew he had a pair of giant wings.

"How do my wings look?" ask the king of Permadi.

"The white giant wing looks solid and when you walk, it seems that a pair of wings are dragging all the way to the ground" replied the Empress, pointing at the king's back.

Maharani recalled the wings of the man before him once stretched very wide. It was as if those wings were covering a part of the sky while they were on top of the tallest building.

"Do you want to try airing with me?" said king.

"Forget your wish, uncle. I don't recognize you!"

King Permadi pulled the hand of Maharani towards the hills near the river. Climbing the hill road lasted for so long that they were on it. Sweat splashed on the Maharani's forehead. The day was almost dusk, when he arrived on the Maharani hill released the hand of the king running to find a gap dodge. He hid among the trees turning to the voice of the king who was calling.

"Maharani..!"

The king was confused looking in between the day almost evening. Maharani ran as fast as she could to the house. He slammed the door and buried his face on the pillow. Now the shadow of that man always appeared in his mind. Maharani grabbed the diary book that was behind his pillow. He opened the first sheet. The blue allysum flower that had dried up fell down. In the corner of the sheet there is the name of the king of Permadi.

"Who's this name I'm writing?" maharani Gumam.

In the hills, the king was still confused looking for the Maharani. He is still traumatized by the events of Arska's daughter who fell into a ravine or was having difficulties. The king called many times in the darkness of the night. The animals of the night shining eyes watched him. He is not afraid of the surroundings. His body which is still in the form of a half-jinn figure does not care about all the appearances that are in front of him. It was as if his entire mind had only the name of the daughter of Arska whom he believed in the reincarnation of the Maharani.

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