episode_0042
by fnovelpiaThe child, whose body was made of light, jumped off the back of a flying sheep and landed on the floor.
Although the size of the sheep could never be said to be large, the sheep and the world were too big for a child who was about the size of a human thumb.
The sheep cried slowly and left in search of people who couldn’t sleep and the evildoers. The shining child thought deeply with the camera and then headed to the place he was drawn to.
The shining child walked slowly and with narrow steps.
Of course it was a slow pace.
At this speed, of course, no matter where you are going, you won’t be able to reach it even after the night is over.
As I was pondering whether the Shiny Child thought the same thing, a light bulb turned on near my head and I took out a picture from my pocket.
In the photo, an old photographer and a child were taking pictures of each other, and the glowing child warmed up like someone preparing to dive and then jumped into the picture.
The result was a surprisingly bright child who entered the picture.
To be precise, the shining child entered the photo studio in the photo and it soon became reality.
The child suddenly appeared in a dark photo studio with no one around, and just as he did when he appeared, he would leave the same way when he left.
The child broke through the glass and went out with slightly shaky steps.
The child, who was wandering the streets looking for something, smelled sadness coming from a nearby house and headed there.
As if I had decided to go there from the beginning.
In that house, a man and a woman who looked a little older lived together. The woman was watching TV in silence, and the man was half-lying on the bed, watching something on a hologram.
It was cold.
The atmosphere was cold, but it seemed as if this had not been the case for a day or two. Although the man and woman lived in the same house, they were accustomed to living in separate rooms and did not even say a single word of conversation.
It may not have been visible to other people, but it was visible to the child’s shining eyes.
Deep wounds remained in their hearts and their relationship was fractured.
A band-aid called love was attached to a relationship that had been hurt by each other and cracked due to an accident, but it seemed like even that would soon fall apart due to the hurt they had received from each other.
The shining child walked quickly and climbed onto the woman’s shoulder.
In the background of the smartphone the woman was looking at, a man and a woman, coldly pretending not to know each other, were seen holding a child who looked exactly like them with happy faces.
Do they really want their relationship to end?
Is it impossible to recover?
Why are we wasting time like this without putting any effort into restoring our relationship?
The curious child picked up the camera and aimed it at the woman’s heart.
The photo taken by the Poloid camera showed a woman crouching in a dark corner of a room with little light, shedding bloody tears, and the photo from earlier was placed at her feet.
There were all kinds of graffiti and writings carved on the walls that were slightly visible in the black space, all of which contained the woman’s regret and pain.
At the same time, I was reaching out for the picture of the man on the wall, as if I was still in love with him, but it felt like I couldn’t reach it.
I loved him, but the pain was greater, and every time I saw the man, the pain and loss felt bigger, so it seemed like this.
The glowing child nodded and jumped into the picture.
In a space where you couldn’t even see an inch in front of you, a woman was sitting crouched in the corner as shown in the photo.
But what is the light that shines, albeit slightly, from somewhere?
It was the light coming from the door behind us.
It was so intense that even though the door was closed, a little light could see through the cracks to brighten up this dark room a little.
The woman seems to have adapted to this darkness to the point where the light feels painful.
To the point where I was so blind that I couldn’t see the door right behind me.
Or maybe the wound behind that door was so great that I couldn’t get over the feeling of losing something.
The shining child opened the door and went in.
It was a place full of emotions and memories, like the warm sunlight that made me fall asleep even if I stayed still.
But I could feel the saltiness of tears there.
It was salty and wet.
And it was boring.
It rains like the rainy season.
In the past, women thought.
This child is his whole world.
He’s a lovely child that won’t hurt even if you put it in your eyes.
But the current woman thought.
The thing more fearful than death is being forgotten.
A long time had passed since I lost my child, and I still remembered the child’s habits, eyes, nose, and mouth, but I had forgotten his voice.
How much do you love your child?
10 years worth?
Will I be able to remember it without forgetting it in the future?
What about in 20 years?
Do you remember well back then?
Wouldn’t the child who was everything in one’s life become insignificant in one’s heart as time goes by?
The woman was afraid of time.
I am afraid that my feelings for my child will be diluted by the flow of time.
The shining child escaped from the space where he desperately missed the child and headed towards the man.
The man was also looking at his smartphone.
The background is also that photo.
The glowing child took a picture and entered the man.
It was like a dry desert with nothing left, and in the center of the desert was a carousel that did not match the background, half buried in red sand, with only the horses’ heads sticking out.
There the man was kneeling, like a sinner making atonement, with chains around his ankles.
The woman missed her child.
The man felt a sense of guilt from the child.
That didn’t mean he didn’t love the child.
However, he thought that he was responsible for losing his child.
Here the man was a sinner.
I tried to relieve my guilt by insulting and scolding myself, but I couldn’t.
Like an ascetic, he just treated himself harshly.
After losing his child, whenever he felt joy, he was crushed by the weight of his own sins, and the pain that filled his empty heart was the man’s painkiller.
Clothes the size of my palm and shoes smaller than my fingers were visible in the sand.
I saw a diploma and a bicycle.
It’s a little early, but the bankbook that will later be used for the child’s wedding can also be seen half-buried.
The man dreamed of a future with a child.
But the child disappeared and the future the man dreamed of was buried in the sand.
Probably until 10 years later.
Maybe forever.
To a man, the child was his future.
The man lost his future that day.
A rope swaying high in the sky sways as if temptingly.
The shining child got out of there and wondered what kind of picture he should take to capture this tragedy better.
There is a need to bring the two together so that we can better capture the misery of the humans here.
The shining child took a picture of the living room table, where a man and a woman were sitting face to face.
Then, surprisingly, the two sat down at the table with expressions of confusion.
Naturally, there was no conversation between the two.
At that time, the shining child took pictures one after another.
It was a gloomy look at each other’s faces.
The shining child looked at the photo and thought.
It is a ‘tragedy’.
I decided to put it in my arms and take a new picture.
The glowing child instructed the sparkling sphere, which had been spinning around the couple’s bedside all day, to sit on a chair.
It was like a skilled photographer.
click
The photo taken showed the family smiling.
The shining child put the photo down on the table.
Then something miraculous happened.
There, suddenly, the couple’s child appeared in front of the couple.
It didn’t suddenly appear, it was here from the beginning, but the couple didn’t know that.
Even though they couldn’t touch the child’s body, that seemed to be enough for the couple.
If you really want a body, the body of a freshly produced biobot without a chip will suffice.
I told the child how to do it, so he will figure it out.
The shining child, who had used up a huge amount of energy, was clearly exhausted as his body went limp.
The sheep collected luck and the shining child consumed it.
It originated from a child’s small wish for the world to be happy.
The bright child left that place.
A few days later, a crazy couple was revealed to the world, claiming the newly produced biobot as their daughter.
The company said they wanted a biobot without a chip and thought they were tampering with the biobot technology, so they refused, but after hearing the story, they eventually decided to give it to the company.
In the first place, purchasing a biobot to replace a lost relative was not a special thing in Korea.
Although it was creepy that they already thought of a biobot without a chip like that.
And the couple claims to the school that the biobot is their own flesh and blood and that they should admit it.
Overseas, people pointed fingers that he was crazy due to the tragic incident, while in Korea, the response was solemn.
Contrary to the title, the photo posted by an overseas media outlet about a couple going crazy with sadness showed the faces of a couple who were so happy that they didn’t know what to do.
The bright child laughed as he took out the photo he had received in return for returning the child to the couple.
What could be funnier than that, in a world crazy about sadness, happy people are criticized?
It seems like the couple was so happy that they couldn’t even consider people’s opinions and started their work.
The bright child opened his mouth and ate the picture, which was a tragedy that would never come to the couple again.
The shining child named himself the Photographer of Smiles.
If the sheep meant rest, the shining child meant hope.
*****
What is he?
On top of the sheep under my bed, a glowing little human was sleeping.
I was a little embarrassed when I first saw the sheep, but I was even more embarrassed when I thought that they had multiplied while I was sleeping and waking up.
After staring at it for a while, I stop paying attention, jump up on the bed, roll the doll up in the blanket, and then go to Ina’s room and roll it up in the blanket.
Well, it doesn’t really matter.
But the surroundings were too dark for it to be morning.
It looks like the sun hasn’t risen yet.
I ran over and turned on the internet.
What will happen today?
I just click on the article.
Then the video plays.
Title: Electronic drugs are coming for you.
“Electronic drugs” threaten your daily life.
Reporter Rodri Balos –
These days, rather than inhaling drugs through the nose, it is becoming more and more popular to use electronic drugs on devices that allow users to access the virtual world while in a state of hypnosis.
As you can see, “Uuuu its its its its her her heral her her she her her she her or or it or or or her it or or it it or it it it or or it it it it it it it it it her/
Yes, the problem is that it is a machine that uses brain waves, so it can manipulate the brain as you want.
When an electronic drug chip is inserted, all kinds of stimulating emotions and images are replayed in the brain over and over again tens of thousands of times at a speed of 0.01 seconds. This puts a lot of strain on the brain, so the side effects are bound to be more severe than the drugs inhaled this way.
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Title: Companies that dominate underdeveloped countries
These days, it is said that there are cases where world-class companies enter poor and small countries and take control of them.
It is a serious problem of creating a capital city in a poor village or building a small generator and taking shares to create a company’s own kingdom.
Andro, CEO of Agen Bio, a pharmaceutical company famous for such behavior, dismissed it as “bullshit.”.
He also left these words:
“What do those bastards say they know?”
“Guys like you think we do business by digging in the ground? XXX Sae X XX”
Title: Shock! The US President and Canadian Prime Minister’s sex… Throw it up and eat it.
The sexy daily routine of the US President and Canadian Prime Minister has been revealed.
At an important meeting where they lead the nation with sexy brains, there was even a member of the National Assembly who vomited from the pressure, but recovered after drinking cauli juice (indicated as an advertisement in very small letters)…
Title: The best juice to drink when you wake up in the morning.
Research has shown that sweet juice is surprisingly good for relieving stress and improving brain health.
In times like these, a friendly greeting from a neighbor and juice are special medicine.
Sometimes, how about a glass of juice in the morning while outside chatting with your neighbors?
“Oh!”
Here was the information I was looking for.
“Juice in the morning?”
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