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would love to tie sevika up while holding the same vibrator that she uses on you, on her while pressing it on her clit… watching her struggle to keep her dominant composure that she usually has, watching her hips squirm all over the bed with her back arching off the bed :(( and hearing her stutter over her words even though she is usually the one to be doing that to you. “oh I know vika, making you feel so good..” you say as you rub her tummy and her chest, she would look so cute with the poutiest look on her face as shes about to cum just pleading for her baby to show her some mercy. though she never shows any to you when she in your position. “aw sevi! you look so cute when your cumming!” with your praise only making her more embarrassed, “f-fuck take it of-off, please baby-“ and she gets cut off when she cums, the cutest moans and grunts coming from her lips as her hips twitch open and her eyelids squeeze shut. maybee she even starts to squirt when you hold it there for a moment longer, seeing her cunt spasm and make a puddle of her slick on the bed :( she would be so humiliated and humbled for making a sticky mess like that because she’s always the one making you embarrassed + would definitely get out of the rope she was tied in and make a mess out of you like never before.

idk just a thought 🙂‍↕️

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Genius Interrupted

*Request fulfillment for @rosieknows who wanted to see Tae or Jimin not being weatherproof. XD Thanks for your patience dearie! Taehyung is impulsive but Yoongi and Namjoon are there to help him see who is really in his corner. Featuring Sickie Tae and caring Yoongi & Namjoon. WARNING: Most of you know this, but I am warning newbie ARMY: Min Suga has a mouth and he likes his 4 letter words in this one. this has been a PSA.*

Min Yoongi rubbed the spots that danced across his sight away with his hands and stretched in the high-backed office chair in Genius Lab. He blinked at the clock: 10:13pm. It wasn’t “late” late. At least not according to the usual schedule of Min PD, but most people seemed to consider this time of day “late”.

Almost everyone else had already left BigHit entertainment’s new office building, except, maybe, or a few diehards like himself and possibly Namjoon-ah, who had his studio, Rkive, just down the hall.Yoongi couldn’t be sure that RM was still in the building, of course, but given how lyric-crazed the younger rapper had been for the last few days, it was a safe bet that he would be here. Typically, they were the last ones out of the building, besides the security personnel.

So when he heard a sudden hard knock on his door a little while later, he nearly jumped out of his skin.

“Who the hell?!?” Yoongi muttered, before getting up and going over to the door.

When the door opened onto Kim Taehyung, who was soaked all the way down to the skin with rainwater, Yoongi’s mouth fell open. The younger man was clad in only a t-shirt and blue jeans, both of which were completely drenched and clinging to his body. The vocalist’s lips were purplish and his slight frame shook with cold.

“What the Fuck?!?” Yoongi swore, dragging Taehyung inside his studio, “Why are you soaked?!?”

Taehyung shivered and sniffled, but gave no spoken answer; his chin jutting out mulishly. The rapper watched the younger man stare at his shoes for a long moment before releasing an annoyed grunt and forcing Tae to sit down on the studio’s couch. That made the dripping singer protest:

“D'no! Hyug! I’ll gedt your couch wedt!”

Min Suga winced at the thick congestion that corrupted Taehyung’s mellow, deep voice.

“Fuck the couch!” said the older man, who was amazed at the vocalist’s priorities. The next question, Yoongi tried to ask in a much more gentle tone, as he crouched in front of the slightly taller man; looking up into his pale face:

“What happened, Taehyungie?”

The singer hesitated,

“I was mad. I didn’t know where else to go, so I came here.” When the older man made a beckoning gesture, he continued, “I had a fidght with Seokjin-hyung…” Min Yoongi sighed, as he saw two big tears roll down Tae’s face. The younger man was still shivering and had goosebumps all up and down his arms. The rapper quickly shrugged off his sweatshirt and told the younger man to pull off his t-shirt.

“You’ll just get colder in here like that, the vents blow cold air all year round.”

Tae, still crying softly, obeyed, removing the dripping shirt and pulled the sweatshirt over his head. Meanwhile, the older man hunted the room until he found a spare air of basketball shorts and a clean towel from his gym bag.

���Get out of those wet things and dry your hair. Was that you I heard in the bathroom in the dorm this morning, sneezing and sniffling?”

Taehyung blushed a bit and nodded, sniffling softly,

“Yeah, I… I thig…(sniffle) I th-thig I mbight buh… be… Heh-GHESSHUH!” The vocalist sneezed harshly, not covering but bending in two at the waist. But it wasn’t a normal Tae-earthquake style sneeze but something that sounded much more breathy and exhausted. The younger man sniffled again and rubbed his nose,

“I thig I’mb gedding sigk.” Taehyung almost sounded surprised which made Yoongi lose it completely…

He couldn’t help it, It was so obvious, he burst out laughing,

“Oh god,... you think?!? You know what I think? I think you were sick this morning and you thought a walk in a rainstorm would be the best possible idea, given the circumstances…”

Taehyung listened attentively, and actually raised his hand like a child in school, when the rapper paused staring at him, Tae said, “Thunderstormb.”

Yoongi was completely stymied. Taehyung pointed through the wall that was towards the main building’s entrance.

“It’s a thuderstormb dnow, not a rainstormb, hyug…” Yoongi had to almost swallow his fist to fight back the laughter. The urge to laugh disappeared as the younger man sneezed openly again, twisting over one shoulder,

“EH-GHHHSSSHUH! ETSHHUH!” Those sounded like they were almost painful. Once Tae had changed into the shorts, Yoongi hung the wet things up to dry over his chair. He took charge of the towel, and began to dry the vocalist’s hair. It dried slowly; the rapper envied Taehyung his hair, which had not been bleached halfway to oblivion like his had been.

Once the singer was dry, he wasn’t shivering as much, Yoongi pulled the throw blanket down from the back of the couch and wrapped Tae in it.

"Keep warm…" the rapper admonished, "You don't want this cold getting complicated." His voice was gruff, but his touch was gentle, as he felt Taehyung's forehead. He felt a little warm, but not dangerously so.

Yoongi kept a small coffee maker in the studio and Taehyung seemed like he would benefit from something hot to drink. The rapper grabbed a clean mug and was about to press the button, when he remembered something. Taehyung had never gotten used to coffee, he preferred tea. The trouble was that the older man was practically a champion coffee consumer: tea was barely in his vocabulary, let alone in his studio.

He puzzled over the problem for a moment, then he shrugged and pulled out his phone. he hit the 2nd speed dial option. It rang twice before a deep voice responded,

“Yoongi-Hyung! What’s up?”

“Namjoon-ah, are you in Rkive?” asked Yoongi without preamble.

There was a pause,

“...Yes…?”

“Do you have tea?”

Stunned silence filled the next few seconds, then Rapmon, clearly confused, echoed back, “Tea?...”

“Yeah, tea!...” reiterated Min Yoongi, getting a little annoyed.

“Who died?” RM said, only half-kidding.

“Look, do you have the damn tea or not?”

“”I have some, yeah…” Said Namjoon, startled into answering seriously by the other rapper’s abruptness.

The older man rolled his eyes, “Bring some down the hall.” <click.>

Muttering about dongsaengs with a deathwish, he opened the studio door, letting the leader of BTS into his sanctum. Kim Namjoon stared at his hyung as he stood in the doorway, with his head slightly tilted in curiosity. Just then, Taehyung coughed. Rapmon jumped about a foot in the air and swore. When he realized that it was Taehyung he relaxed for a moment before getting a closer look at the unwell vocalist. When he saw the state that the younger man was in, he understood the need for tea. Not taking his eyes off of Taehyung, he handed the tea bag over to his hyug and went to sit next to Tae.

Taehyung looked up at Namjoon, in physical and emotional misery, “Hyug, I yelled at Seokjin-hyug. I was so cruel to himb. He told me thad I was just beig selfish and expectig too mbuch by wantig mby dnew sogg to be idncluded odn the albumb. I got really hut adnd said that least i was puttig forth effort. I was so mbad at himb, but dnow… I-I just… Hh’HhESHooo! Esssh” The younger man interrupted himself with two harsh sneezes that made him double over with the effort.

Yoongi nodded, understanding, as he turned to make the tea. The young vocalist took a great deal of pride in his solos, in much this same way Suga did with his songs for BTS and the new ones he was producing as Min PD. Taehyung was very loving and sweet towards the other members usually, but poking fun at his pride or telling him that he couldn’t do something the way he was certain it must be done was the lit fuse to Taehyung’s temper. He worked hard and put forth a lot of effort, (They all did) but occasionally Tae would want immediate gratification, expecting a full harvest at his disposal after he had just finished planting the seeds. Namjoon was rubbing the sniffling singer’s back as Tae spoke, trying to relax him a little bit.

Wiping away tears, Taehyung sighed, shuddering slightly,

“Ughh… it’s hard to thig right dnow. Mby head hurts…”

Min Yoongi brought the tea over and sat on the other side of Taehyung. Sandwiched between the two rappers, the younger man seemed smaller and more fragile. Tae sipped the tea and leaned his head on Yoongi’s shoulder. Namjoon, after a span of several minutes, said:

“I’ll bet that Seokjin-hyung isn’t even mad at you about this anymore…” He looked Tae over once more and continued, “Did you tell anyone at the dorm where you were going?”

The vocalist shook his head glumly,

“D’no,... I forgod mby phodne too…” Taehyung cleared his throat, wincing.

The oldest rapper sighed, Seokjin was probably losing his mind with worrying about where Tae had gone with no security personnel, no phone, and no jacket in this weather. Yoongi glanced at Namjoon, who asked Taehyung,

“Do you want to call him? You can use my phone.”

When the singer took the phone, he hesitated. The older rapper, realizing that Taehyung was nervous about speaking with the eldest member, suggested,

“Joon-ah, why not put it on speaker phone, so we can all talk together.” Taehyung gave a watery smile, but held up one finger and sneezed uncovered into his own lap,

“H’DSSSHUH! Okay, we call call now.”

Min Yoongi rolled his eyes again. Taehyung didn’t even notice that his nose was running. He was still a kid, no matter how big he got. Grabbing tissues out of the box on his computer desk, the older man passed them to Tae, who blushed and cleaned himself up.

They let Taehyung blow his nose and cough a few times before placing this phone on the table between them and dialing. Jin picked up after 3 rings and immediately said, “Joonie, I’ll have to call you back. Tae left the dorm and it’s all my fault… but I’ll explain later…”

“Jin-hyung…” Tae said softly, his eyes overflowing with tears of relief and regret.

“TAEHYUNGIE???” Seokjin shouted, making the phone’s speaker crackle. His voice sounded strained and shocked, “Where are you in all this rain? Hyung will come and get you! Don’t worry, I’m not angry, Tae-tae! But what on earth were you thinking, you can’t just leave like that! making me worry isn’t okay! Your hyung is tired and old now!!!”

Taehyung had to let out a chuckle that was half a sob at the same time. Whenever Seokjin got riled up, he would start talking and get progressively faster and louder as he went. The others had not yet figured out how he managed not to pass out from the lack of oxygen. Namjoon and Yoongi suppressed laughs of their own, as Seokjin continued to rant.

Finally, Namjoon spoke up, cutting Seokjin off,

“Hyung, Tae is with us. He’s okay… Well, he probably has a cold, but other than that, he’s fine.”

As Seokjin began on a scorching lecture about forgetting jackets and umbrellas and caring about Taehyung’s voice, because as he put it, “I work hard enough without trying to sing V’s parts too!”, Yoongi interrupted,

“Yes, Hyung! You can come get him now. he is at Genius Lab with Namjoon and me. I’m sure you two have a lot to talk about.”

Within minutes of ending the call, Seokjin arrived to get “His Taehyungie” as he called him. The two singers, who had been fighting only hours ago, embraced and apologized to each other. The two rappers looked on with knowing smiles. Getting the members to love each other even more as worth having their genius interrupted.

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one last time (for old time’s sake)

pairing: kim mingyu/reader (au)

genre: angst

warnings: cussing

word count: 10,950

note: this is for my anon “f”!!!! i cried a little at the end part so yeah..... dont say i didnt warn u

summary: you receive an invitation for the worst day of your life.

P r e s e n t

Jesus Christ, you hate the rain.

You sigh, repeatedly banging your head against the headrest and attempting to mute the sound of your windshield swiping back and forth from your head. There are only a few superficial things in the entire universe that get in your nerves, and two of which are at your presence at the moment: the rain and the sound of your windshield.

You had forgotten your umbrella. Banging your head a bit harder with your eyes closed, you remind yourself to take your mother’s advice and buy a separate umbrella for your car so if cases like this occur, you’d have one ready.

You have been sitting inside your car twelve minutes now. You open your eyes and divert your sight to the digital numbers displayed by the stereo system. It tells you that it’s 10:54 in the evening and you sigh in annoyance again, because all you really want right now is to rest.

So you decide to make a run for it.

One of your hands holds your bag over you while the other is tightly clutching your coat together in hopes of keeping your clothes underneath dry. You run, nearly slipping before you could even get to your apartment complex’s entrance.

Mr. Lee, the hardworking security guard, greets you, a worried look ghosts over his face. You shake your bag a little, droplets of rainwater spluttering on the floor.

“Y/N,” he approaches. “You know my number. Had I known you were outside…”

“Mr. Lee,” you reply, touching his forearm once he’s in front of you. “It’s all right. I made it alive, didn’t I?”

“Yes, but you always hated the rain,” he remarks.

A small laugh escapes your mouth because you realize you never said it to him, but having been living in the complex for over four years, he must have noticed. And it confuses you a little because you have always been known for having mastered the art of concealing how you feel, yet standing there, you realize there’s still a hint of transparency in you.

“Thank you for remembering that,” you say with a sincere smile. “I’d love to chat, but my head’s in a glitch at the moment from the lack of sleep. My editors have been keeping me busy.”

“Ah, you must be so tired,” he guesses with a sigh. It’s only when he hands you a small pile of papers and envelopes that you notice the small bandage on his wrist. “A few of your subscriptions came it today. I think there are mails in there, too.”

You nod and take the pile from his hand. “What happened to that?”

“Just a sprain, nothing your old man can’t handle,” he jokes. “The nurse from 4A was kind enough to wrap it up for me.”

“Mr. Lee, you’re not getting any younger. Please take care of yourself,” you worriedly say. He nods and smiles.

“I’ll let you go then. But you have to promise you’ll come hang out here with me again. Been so boring lately.”

“Will do, Mr. Lee,” you reply, winking at him before walking away. “Goodnight! I’ll see you in the morning!”

You punch your apartment’s floor on the elevator buttons, shaking your slightly damp hair. It doesn’t take long until you hear a ding, indicating that you’ve reached your floor.

Once you entered your apartment, you switch a light on, quickly drop your bag and mail on a table, and slip out of your wet shoes and coat. Your phone rings before you could even walk past the desk you put your bag on, so you take it as you walk around to switch on the rest of your apartment’s lights.

Wonwoo, you read. You sigh for the hundredth time in the span of a few hours because you know exactly why he’s calling. He had been calling you daily for the past three weeks, checking up on you and insisting to come to visit you at work or at your apartment. You always decline and make up an excuse not to see him—or anyone else for that matter.

“Why haven’t you been answering?” is the first thing that you hear from the other end of the line.

You drop your body on the couch before answering. “Hello to you, too, Wonwoo.”

“I’ve been calling nonstop. I had a client meeting so I couldn’t come see you,” he mumbles. “I was worried…”

“I was writing until half past ten,” you reply, eyes closing. “You could have visited me at my department. And I can’t answer the phone while driving, idiot. What would you worried about?”

“That you’ve seen it,” he answers. “I didn’t want you to be alone when you do.”

“See what?”

“Have you checked your mail?”

“The mail? Yes, I just got it but I’m too tired to go through it right now. What about it?”

“Mingyu…”

The said name made you bolt awake, the exhaustion suddenly disappearing from your body, and quickly stride over to the desk where you put your pile of mail and subscriptions. You pinch your phone between your ear and shoulder as you go through your mail. It seemed endless, the envelopes of bills and magazine subscriptions, but the second your hand touched the velvet envelope, your heart banged hard against your chest. You almost drop on your knees, but you hear Wonwoo call out your name.

“Are you there?” he asks.

“Y-yeah, I am,” you stutter. Your neck starts to hurt so you hold your phone and press it back to your ear. “It’s here.”

You flip the envelope, and you see a small strip of paper on it your name written in cursive. You touch it, letting your skin run over it for a second, and realize that it’s real. It’s here.

“It is.”

“I didn’t know it would arrive so soon,” you whisper to yourself but Wonwoo hears it.

“I was surprised, too,” he says. “I got a call from Mingyu as well. He told me he couldn’t get you to answer your phone and that he’s worried you’re overworking yourself again.”

You hum, slowly walking back to your couch to sit. Running your fingertips over your name for the last time, you painstakingly open the envelope, careful not the rip it.

“He’s worried still,” Wonwoo continues. “That you might feel alone now since… you know. And I told him numerous times that he need not to worry because I’m only, like, five blocks from you. I told him I could basically run to you if something happens, unlike him who’s miles away.”

You close your eyes and take a deep breath as you slowly slip the card from the envelope.

“Y/N?” Wonwoo calls, but you do not hear him, because in front of your eyes are the words you have feared to see written in bold and fancy letters.

With great pleasure,

Kim Min Gyu

And

Jung Chae Yeong

Request the honor of your presence

As they tie the knot

On Saturday, May 26th

At two in the afternoon

There are more words written on the paper, perhaps details of the day you have been praying wouldn’t arrive so soon, but your tears have blurred out your sight, a loud sob escaping your throat.

“Y/N.” Wonwoo panics at the sound of you crying. “Y/N, I’m coming over.”

You hear him mumble words, but it doesn’t reach you further because your frail hands drop the phone and envelope on your lap. You shoulders shake and your chest tightens. Tears continuously flow from your eyes to your face, down your lap. You bury your face on your palms, sobbing your heart out. Like a child left alone in a crowded place, you bawl and weep your lungs out.

You realize this is the first time you had cried this loud, and you don’t even bother to end the call with Wonwoo. Your heart breaks even more when you realize that this is the first time you cried about this. This is the first time you cried since Mingyu told you he’s getting married.

You had been doing well, you thought. You have managed to keep it together for the past weeks, not even blinking a single teardrop from your eyes. You threw yourself to your job— taking project after project, working overtime daily and even during weekends, making sure you had no time to wallow over your pain. The tightness on your chest clenched day by day, but you never let it take over you until today. You guess that it’s because it never seemed real to you, Mingyu’s engagement. Perhaps your mind tried to trick you that it’s not real that’s why you were able to keep it together. But the invitation, it’s real. You realize now that it’s real and it’s happening. Too soon, you wail, but there was nothing else you could do.

The last thing you remember that night is the fingertips of Wonwoo’s girlfriend touching your face to wipe your tears. You hadn’t realized that your body gave up on you until Wonwoo carried you to your room and his girlfriend tended your needs, whispering things you couldn’t decipher.

And God, it angers you that even in your sleep, you are in pain. Even in your sleep, you are still very much in love with Kim Mingyu.

❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎❄︎

P a s t

“This is your chance, Y/N,” Wonwoo encourages as he hands you a plastic cup. “It’s about time Mingyu knows about your undying love for him.”

“I don’t love him!”

“Yet,” the boy corrects, grinning. “Stop lying, Y/N. I already know everything.”

You sip from your cup, coughing in disgust because you never really liked beer. Wonwoo’s phone vibrates from his jacket’s pocket. He grins even wider when he reads the message.

“He’s almost here,” he announces and you almost spit out your drink. “Get ready. You’re telling him about how you feel.”

Your stomach churns. “I can’t do it Wonwoo.”

“Come on, Y/N!” he cheers. “This is the perfect place to admit the feelings you’ve been holding for years!”

You look around. Members of Hansol’s fraternity are walking around, handing people drink after drink. A few couples are making out on the dance floor and three of their friends are already passed out.

“Why are we here again? We’re grown adults!” you shout over the music.

Wonwoo laughs, slipping his phone back in his pocket. “You graduated a year ago and now you act like you can’t join this crowd anymore. We’re here for Hansol, okay? It’s the first time he’s hosting as president of his frat’s monthly party.”

“Do you miss this?” you inquire. “Hosting frat parties, I mean. When I look at you now, I can no longer see you in this scene.”

“Why? Because I wear suits and tie at work now?” he jokes.

Before you could respond, Wonwoo’s squeals, eyes focused behind you. And you turn.

The loud music from Hansol’s speakers gradually mutes from your ears. You watch Wonwoo walk past you to reach his best friend and give him a quick hug before pulling him towards you. Wait, you read from Mingyu’s mouth. You couldn’t decipher the rest of what he said, besides the words is just meeting her friends outside.

Wonwoo looks at you, worry clouds his eyes, and then he’s suddenly pushing Mingyu to turn and walk away from you. You put your drink on the counter and straighten yourself to follow them. The crowd got bigger within a few seconds because you lost sight of them. Quickly, you trail out of the living room to find the two outside.

You bump into a drunk Seungkwan by the doorframe. He hugs you and gives you a wet kiss on your cheek and you laugh because even drunk, the kid remains goofy and sweet.

“You seen Wonwoo and Mingyu?” you ask. “They were just here a second ago.”

“Have you checked upstairs?” the younger boy slurs.

“No, I saw them walk here,” you answer. “And why would they go upstairs?”

“There’s a rumor,” he sloppily narrates. “When they were still members of the frat, that they’re in a relationship. Wonwoo hyung is always at Mingyu hyung’s room. They’re always together. Maybe they think we’re all drunk to realize they’re fucking right now.”

You laugh. “They’ve been in a relationship for three years,” you joke along and hush. “Don’t tell anyone I told you.”

Seungkwan gasps and then squeals. “I knew it!” Before you can say anything, Chan comes in to pull Seungkwan away from you. The younger one apologizes and promises he’ll see you later. Poor kid, you thought, he’s the youngest but he’s the one taking care of his older friends.

When you turn to continue searching for your best friends, a cold liquid runs on the front of your shirt. You cuss loudly, briskly taking a step back from the culprit.

“I’m so sorry,” she apologizes. You finally look up and a girl stands before you. You smile and apologize as well. “I didn’t see you. I’m sorry,” she says again. “I’ll get you another shirt.”

“It’s fine,” you reply. “It’s a cheap shirt.”

She protests and steps closer to wipe your shirt with her handkerchief. You step back quickly because she was too close for your liking, but she was already holding you in place.

“Y/N!”

You turn and realize that Mingyu’s calling you, a nervous Wonwoo stands behind him. You still wonder why Wonwoo’s mood suddenly changed. He was just overenthusiastic to see Mingyu minutes ago.

“Gyu!” you called, tearing yourself away from the girl who spilled her drink on you. You quickly walk towards your friends, throwing yourself at Mingyu for a hug. You have not seen the guy for almost two weeks because you both worked in different cities.

You and Mingyu graduated at the same time. (You smile at the thought of your picture with him in your academic dresses and cap on the day of your graduation.) Wonwoo and Mingyu were best friends since childhood. You and Wonwoo met through classes because you both took the same degree, only he is a year older. That’s how you met Mingyu.

By the time you got out of uni, you and Wonwoo stayed in Seoul because you both work for the same publishing company while Mingyu moved to Daejeon, where he was hired.

Things have been busy for the three of you. So busy that it’s become difficult to meet more frequently. You and Wonwoo worked at the same place but because of him being busier than you are, hanging out only meant you handing him a cup of latte and him dropping by your office to say hi. Wonwoo and Mingyu rarely get to meet these days as well, so it was quite a challenge to gather the three of you in the same place. Hansol’s invitation to his party is the perfect time and place for the three of you to reunite.

Mingyu hugs you back, wrapping both his arms around your waist. He lifts you up slightly before setting you on your feet to kiss the top of your head “I have missed you, my darling,” he says and your heart races.

“It’s been a while,” you pout, leaning for another quick hug, before taking a step back to look at him properly. “You lost weight, didn’t you? I don’t see you in two weeks and you’re already losing weight? Must be depressing,” you joke. “Not seeing me every day like we were in college.”

Mingyu laughs. “Not really.”

“How insulting!” you gasp. You look at Wonwoo, who still looks as worried. “You. What’s up with you?”

“I- uhh,” he stammers.

“You know why I’ve been losing weight?” Mingyu interjects, and Wonwoo looks like he’s gonna throw up. You look back at the taller guy. “You’ve met the reason why.”

“The… what?”

Mingyu grins widely and steps forward, walking past you. Your heart drops when he wraps an arm around the shoulder of the girl you were just talking to a minute ago. He kisses the top of her head, just like how he did with yours, only this time his lips lingered longer and his eyes beamed brighter.

“Chaeyeong.” He says her name like it’s his favorite word, the grin never leaving her lips. “This is my other best friend, Y/N. “

You look at the girl. You suddenly want to scream at her for spilling her drink on you.

“Y/N.” You divert your attention back to Mingyu. “This is my girlfriend, Chaeyeong.”

Since when, you wanted to ask. You can’t have a girlfriend, you wanted to say. I am in love with you Mingyu. This isn’t supposed to happen.

Wonwoo touches your back when he realizes you’re just shifting your sight from Mingyu and his girlfriend. He clears his throat when you remain speechless.

“I… I,” you stammer.

The girl steps closer to you. You step back. She shies away and looks at Mingyu. He smiles. “Our Y/N is a little shy,” he explains. “She doesn’t like her personal space being invaded. Only Wonwoo and I and a few other people can touch her.”

She nods and looks at you again. “That’s why you looked terrified when I tried to wipe the beer out of your shirt. Sorry for that again, by the way.”

You gulp and force yourself to talk. “It’s… uh, nice to meet you.”

She smiles, her pearly white teeth displaying, eyes smiling with her. “I’ve been dying to meet you, Y/N! My Gyu here has told me so many things about you and Wonwoo!”

Gyu, you repeat in your head. The nickname you made for him during your freshmen year. Gyu. She calls him Gyu.

You muster up another smile before turning to Wonwoo. “S-seungkwan,” you stutter. “He’s been looking for you. He wanted to know… he asked if… he—”

“Oh, yeah,” Wonwoo quickly agrees. “The thing. Yes. I told him I’d find him. You know where he is?”

You nod, eyes desperately asking Wonwoo to take you away from there. You don’t look back at Mingyu and the girl; you let Wonwoo quickly tell them about his thing with Seungkwan and that you and him need to find the younger boy now. Mingyu lets you go and reminds you to meet them at the lawn once you’re done. Wonwoo rapidly pulls you away from them and leads you inside.

Lost in your trance, you do not realize that you and Wonwoo are already locked inside Hansol’s room until he’s making you sit on your friend’s bed.

“Breathe,” he says, going down on one knee and holding both your shoulders. He looks up at you and realizes that you’re still lost in thought. “Y/N,” he calls and you finally look at him.

“M-mingyu,” is the only word your mouth could say before you’re sobbing on Wonwoo’s shoulder. Your friend hugs you and hushes you, stroking your hair while he does.

You do not know how long you stayed there with Wonwoo and how much tears you had cried or how you ended up cuddling on the bed—your face buried on his neck, his arm secured around you—but when you hear a knock on the door, Wonwoo helps you fix your hair and wipe the tears from your eyes.

Hansol looks shocked when he sees you sitting on his bed. He looks back at Wonwoo, then back at you and comes up with a ridiculous conclusion.

“Hyung,” you hear him whine. “In my bed? Seriously?”

“Fuck off, Hansol. It’s not like that,” Wonwoo defends before making the boy leave. He turns back to you and asks if you want to stay there longer.

The clock on Hansol’s bedside table indicates that it’s an hour past midnight. You shake your head. You feel bad that Wonwoo had missed the party because of you.

When the two of you meet your friends by the kitchen, Hansol was in the middle of narrating what he just saw. There’s a teasing smirk on Jihoon and Soonyoung’s mouths. Minghao claims he had known from the start. And you knew what they were talking about but you were too tired to deny anything. Mingyu and the girl stood in the corner of the kitchen, yet you don’t give them a glance.

Your friends hug you goodbye. Wonwoo keeps an arm around you and leads you to the passenger seat of his car. He helps you settle while you’re still lost in your own mind.

You do not realize that Mingyu and the girl are coming with you until the boy talks. Wonwoo drives and asks them the address so he could put it on his navigation. You remain quiet, head leaning against the window, eyes closed.

“So…” Mingyu starts, clearing his throat. “You two… since when?”

“Mingyu,” Wonwoo sternly calls his name.

“What?” the other defends. “I can’t ask anything? I thought we were best friends.”

“Mingyu, stop,” Wonwoo murmurs. “It’ not like that…”

“So,” Mingyu continues. “This is just a one-time thing, then? Between you two?”

Wonwoo sighs in response.

“I wondered why you two disappeared for more than three hours,” Mingyu rambles. “I mean, it’s fine. There’s nothing wrong with it. It’s not like we signed a pact that we shouldn’t be involved with one another in a romantic way or whatever you call it. It’s just that… it’s weird, seeing the two of you walk downstairs. Y/N’s hair is disheveled and Hansol said you two looked tired. But… it would have been nice to know. But if this is just a one-time thing or because it impulsively happened because you’re drunk, then it’s fine with me. You don’t have to be embarrassed. Just… tell me, okay?”

“My God, Mingyu,” Wonwoo groans. Mingyu’s girlfriend laughs.

“Don’t laugh,” Mingyu scolds. “This is a serious thing among us.” The girl apologizes. “Just…” he trails off. “Tell me if it becomes serious between you, okay?”

You keep your eyes close, hoping Mingyu would think you’re in deep sleep. You don’t really have it in you to talk to him. Wonwoo doesn’t answer. Instead, he turns his radio on and a melancholic song you’re not familiar with plays.

Nobody talks for the entire ride, or at least until you had really fallen asleep.

Wonwoo wakes you up and takes you to his apartment and lets you stay in his bed. He sleeps beside you soundly, while you stay awake the rest of the night until his alarm goes off. You insist to leave when he asked you what you wanted for breakfast. Wonwoo takes a good look at you and agrees because he knew you needed someone last night but now you needed to be alone.

He calls and pays for a taxi to drive you, even when you kept saying it’s just five blocks away, you could walk.

When you return to your house, your chest is still just as tight as it was when you heard Mingyu calling the girl his girlfriend. You realize that this was the first time that Mingyu had inflicted real pain on you. Whenever he touches you and says sweet things that made your head spin, there is a slight pinch in your heart that indicates love. This pinch is different. It’s love, you thought, unrequited, excruciatingly painful love.

At that time, you thought Mingyu couldn’t hurt you anymore. You thought it had been your greatest heartbreak. You didn’t know you were just in the beginning of the most agonizing and heart-wrenching ride of heartbreak in your life.

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P r e s e n t

Wonwoo takes you to your favorite coffee shop two days after you receive the invitation. Joohyun, his girlfriend, sends you a text and promises to clear her schedule for the next week to hang out with you. You laugh a little because Joohyun calls watching you lose yourself in your own thoughts and tumble on your own words as “hanging out”. You feel bad, of course, that Wonwoo and Joohyun are sparing time out of their busy days to come “hang out” with you.

You’re looking through the window when Wonwoo comes back from the counter. It doesn’t take long for the waitress to serve your coffee. Wonwoo thanks her while you’re still staring blankly at the passing people.

“Y/N,” he calls you. You look at him. “We need to talk about it.”

You sigh and watch the way the steam of the hot coffee disappears as it moves away from the cup. You wish a lot more things disappeared as it moves away. You shake your head and wrap your palms around the mug, feeling its warmth, but not doing anything more. You don’t really feel like drinking coffee.

Wonwoo sighs, frustration clouding his face. He must think you’re annoying. A nuisance, you thought, because you’re being stubborn and a pain in the ass. But his eyes soften once he sees the emptiness in your eyes like a burned out light bulb.

“It’s in two weeks, Y/N,” he reminds you as if you’re not counting the days. “Mingyu wants us to be there ASAP.”

“You go,” you blankly answer. “You’re the best man, aren’t you? I don’t have business there. I’ll be attending if that’s what you are worried about.”

He takes a sip of his iced coffee. “I’ve already talked to Jun. He agreed to take you as his date.”

“You’re arranging my dates, now? Thank you, Wonwoo,” you reply in a monotonous voice, eyes still focus on the evaporating steam of your coffee.

“Because you’re not gonna do it if I don’t,” he answers. “There will be rehearsals. Mingyu wants you to be there, too.”

“I have work.”

“He asked if I could pull some strings and get you out of work this week,” he explains. “Y/N. This is for Mingyu.”

This is for Mingyu, you repeat in your head. What about me?

You look up from your coffee to look at Wonwoo’s eyes. He must be so torn about this—between you and Mingyu. He’s here comforting you and being an amazing friend, all while doing his duty as the best man. You heard from Joohyun that he’s been driving back and forth from Seoul to his and Mingyu’s hometown to help the groom-to-be. Your heart aches even more.

So you nod. “I’ll be there.”

“Not just at the wedding,” he interjects. “He wants us to stay at our hometown with him until the wedding. He even said you could stay at his home. Joohyun and I can stay at my parents’ house.”

“Wonwoo,” you trailed off. “It’s… too much.”

He sighs and thinks. “Okay. How about this: I go first and you can come after a few days. I can make up a lie about your work to Mingyu and say you can only make it until a few days before the wedding. And I can offer my home. You can stay with us. I’m sure Mom could find room for you. Does that work for you?”

You muster up a fake smile and nod. “Thank you, Wonwoo.”

“You can drive there with Joohyun,” he continues. “She has work as well so she can’t be there until the Tuesday before the wedding. Sounds good?”

Not really. “Sure.”

Wonwoo smiles a little and you catch the small sigh of relief from his mouth. He sips on his coffee as you watch yours. The warmth is slowly going away and you almost want to cry again because the comfort it gave you is short-lived.

You don’t really know where to find comfort nor happiness these days.

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P a s t

“It’s been so long, hasn’t it?” Mingyu asks. “Since we hung out. Just the two of us.”

You nod, watching as his car passed by the buildings.

Wonwoo thought it was a good idea to ditch the two of you. He thinks it would be a good thing to leave you and Mingyu alone after so long.

It had been three months since you found out about Mingyu’s girlfriend. You had grown distant, but Mingyu didn’t. He still treats you as usual—exactly how he made you fall in love with him—and fails to realize that you feel more than how a friend should. He calls you, wonders why you haven’t been calling. And you tell him the exact same thing every time: busy at work. Once, he confessed that he’s hurt that you’ve been clearly avoiding him and said that if it’s about you and Wonwoo “hooking up” then you had nothing to worry about. Persistent, he is, and always so charming.

Wonwoo had promised he’d meet you after work. Mingyu volunteered to drive so he’d come pick you up. But when you knocked on Wonwoo’s office, only to be greeted by his assistant, telling you that the man had left three hours earlier, you scolded and reminded yourself not to trust Jeon Wonwoo again. You should have known he’d do something like this.

“Too bad,” Mingyu continues while driving. “I bought him his favorite burger.”

You stay silent.

“Hey,” he calls out. “Remember in freshmen year when we had no money to buy fast food so we always opted for the ramen from the convenience store?”

You let out a small laugh. “Yeah, I do. And when our parents finally send us money, we splurge it on alcohol and get drunk instead of storing our pantry with food. Then regret it in the morning.”

He laughs with you. “Why did we always choose alcohol over actual meals?”

“Because we were idiots,” you answer. “Wonwoo was the least idiotic among the three of us. If it weren’t for him, I don’t think we would have graduated honestly.”

Mingyu almost chokes on his own spit when you’re almost at the beach because of laughing. You had no idea how you managed to go back to the way you were with him—comfortable and silly—but Mingyu loves it. He pouts when he says he missed this—he missed you. You say you did as well but didn’t say every day.

The sun sets while the two of you sat on the opened compartment of his car, eating what he had bought. Mingyu offers you a bite of his pizza and you don’t think twice. You wipe the sauce from the corner of his mouth and you laugh at his attempt to impersonate Benedict Cumberbatch on Doctor Strange.

It’s picture perfect, you thought.

Gyu, you wanted to say, but he spoke first.

“Chaeyeong,” he says, a smile adorning his lips. “She’s really—she’s.. uh, anxious about something.”

The smile disappears from your lips for a second before you gather up your strength to fake it. “About what?”

“You,” he answers.

“Me?” you repeat. “Why? She doesn’t think we have something, does she?”

“No, no, not like that,” he replies. “It’s just that—she knows how important you are to me. You mean so much to me, you know that, right?” You nod. “She thinks you don’t like her.”

“W-what?” you stammer. “I do! I like her. She’s nice.”

“You always say that when I ask you about Chaeyeong,” he sighs. “I just—I need to know what you think of her, Y/N. You’re really important to me.”

“Why?” you ask.

“I just told you. You’re important to me.”

You laugh. “It doesn’t really matter, Mingyu.”

He frowns. “It does. What you think about who I’m with matters. You’re my best friend, Y/N.”

“I’m telling Wonwoo, your best friend since middle school, that you just confirmed that I am, in fact, your best friend,” you answer. He laughs a little before shaking his head and turning back to the question.

You look away from him and stare at the horizon. The sun has almost completely set. Picture perfect, you repeat in your head, if things were different.

“Do you like her for me?” he asks when you continue to stare at the sun setting. He shifts a little so he was facing the same direction as you are.

“And if I don’t?” you muse.

“Then… I—I would—“

You laugh. “You’re not gonna break up with her, Mingyu.”

“I really wish I won’t,” he says. You feel him look at you. The picture of him looking at you, the colors of the sunset on illuminating his face, is quite tempting, and you want to look back at him to complete the image in your head, then perhaps he’ll lean in to kiss the air out of your lungs, but then you remember why you shouldn’t.

“But,” he interjects. “If by any chance—I really hope not—you don’t like her for me, I would try to figure things out. If you’re uncomfortable with me being with her, then I could talk to her. It’s—it’s not really serious yet between us. That’s why I’m asking you this because we’re not on that stage yet. If I ask you later and we’ve become serious, it would be a bit harder to leave her.”

Your heart breaks. “You’d break up with her for me?”

He shrugs. “Why not? Like I said, you’re important to me. Equally as important as my mom and sister. Sometimes even more.”

You ponder and come up with another image in your head. Mingyu holding you close, exactly as he would, but this time with loving eyes and a brighter smile. You start to imagine how his lips would feel like against yours because you had always known how it does on your cheeks and forehead. Your name, will he say it like it’s his favorite word?

But then it snaps out of you when you realize that he wouldn’t be breaking up for Chaeyeong because he’s in love with you, too. He would be breaking up with you because you said so.

And then another image forms in your mind—Mingyu with crestfallen eyes, drunk and crying Chaeyeong’s name out. You think of Wonwoo trying to cater to his best friend’s emotions and you feel your heart break even more.

So you look back at him. The sun has completely set now; it’s the moonlight’s turn to illuminate Mingyu’s face.

“I do like her,” you sincerely say. “She makes you happy, right?”

Mingyu smiles. “More than anyone else in the world.”

Your heart breaks a little more and you try your best to fight the tears but fail. Mingyu panics and reaches out to wipe your tears but you stop him.

“These are happy tears,” you lie. “This is all I’ve wanted for you, Mingyu.”

Mingyu’s eyes soften at your words and he leans in to hug you. You bite your lip and close your eyes tightly as he does.

“Thank you,” he says as he hugs you even tighter. “This means everything to me.”

You hug him back and continue to fight the tears (and fail to do so as well), because you realize how much you really love Kim Mingyu. You wish you could put it in words, but how can one describe such great feeling?

If love was pain, then you were very much willing to feel hurt today and every day until all the love you have for him is gone.

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P r e s e n t

Mingyu calls you eight days before his wedding.

“You’re really an asshole, you know?” he grumbles.

“That is quite an observation,” you reply, your phone pinched between your ears and shoulder as you responded to your e-mail. “I told you, I have work.”

“This is me we’re talking about,” he replies.

“Ah, Kim Mingyu, a narcissistic asshole,” you taunt. You hear him sigh from the other end of the line so you let out a laugh. “I’m just messing with you. Stressed?”

“Very,” he answers truthfully. You didn’t need to ask, you already knew by the sound of his voice. “Any chance you could come sooner? Not to help me out with the wedding… just to—you know. Just. Come here. I miss you.”

You stop typing, reaching up to hold the phone properly against your ear.

“You’re just stressed,” you reply, trying to calm your heart from beating so rapidly. “I can’t get off from work now. I’m sorry.”

“What time can you get off?” he asks. You think for a second.

“Ten, maybe?” you answer. “I’m working overtime these days.”

“Because of the wedding?”

“Yeah,” you lie. “I’m not really supposed to take a leave.”

“I told Wonwoo to pull some strings for you,” he mumbles.

“He did,” you confirm. “This is how far he can pull.”

He sighs. “I’ll pick you up after work.”

“What? No, you’re not! You’re, like, two hours away!” you protested.

“That gives me four hours until you’re done.”

“Mingyu, you are not coming here. You have a wedding to prepare for.”

“Watch me,” he challenged.

“You’re the asshole here,” you say, sighing as you felt defeat.

“You are, too,” he replies. “I guess that makes us even?”

He ends the call without waiting for your response. The next call from Mingyu rings, as promised, four hours later. He tells you he’s parked outside. You contemplate on wearing your heels or your office flats but winded up slipping the comfortable ones.

When you step outside your building, you immediately see Mingyu waiting for you like a chauffeur. He smiles at you, hands behind him, and bows at your direction.

“A taxi for Ms. Y/N?” he says. You laugh and hit him on the arm. He opens the door of the passenger’s seat for you and waits until you’re settled before shutting it.

“She let you drive to Seoul?” you inquire once Mingyu had settled his seatbelt. “Chaeyeong?”

“Please don’t mention her name or the wedding,” he pleads and you giggle. “I’m so stressed out. You have no idea. Advice: don’t get married.”

“Where are you taking me?” you ask.

“Convenience store,” he answers quickly. “I’m craving for cheap ramen.”

“You drove all the way to Seoul for ramen? From a convenience store?”

“Mhm,” he hums, turning the volume of his speakers.

“Go left,” you command. “There’s a convenience store down that st—hey! I said turn left! You missed it!”

“I’m not here just for any convenience store,” he says with a proud smile. You look at him and it clicks to you.

“Just like old times?” you ask.

“Just like old times.”

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P a s t

“So, this Taehyung guy,” Mingyu trails off as he watches you move around your kitchen. “It’s serious between you two?”

You grunt when the pan touches you slightly, burning your finger. Mingyu sighs and walks across the room to check your finger. He pulls you by your hand and runs the cold water from your faucet.

“Stop being so clumsy,” he mumbles.

“Says the person who dropped another one of my mugs not even ten minutes since you entered my apartment,” you retort.

Once he’s done, he lets go of your hand and helps you cook.

It had been two weeks since you watched the sunset with him. And you could say that things are getting a bit better. You are still sad over obvious facts, but you now feel like you could act normal around Mingyu. Oblivious as he is, Mingyu says he’s happy you’re acknowledging your friendship again. He took a day off from his job at Daejeon and decided to spend it with you and Wonwoo. But since Wonwoo had a date with the girl he met through a client, it’s just you and the giant. You opted to stay home because… why not?

“You haven’t answered me,” he reminds when you started setting the table. “I’m not gonna pry! I just wanna know!”

“I’ve only been on two dates with him, okay?” you finally answer. “I don’t know if I like him enough yet. He’s charming and kind and all but—ugh, I hate you—I don’t know yet!”

“So you do like him?”

“I think. Yes but,” you pause. “I honestly don’t know! How do you know if you like a person like that?”

“Where’d you even get him anyway? A dating app?”

“Wonwoo,” you answer, pulling him so he could sit and eat. “He introduced Tae to me.”

“Tae, huh?” he teased. “You do like him!”

“I, ugh, I don’t!” you protested.

“Then why are you replying to his messages?”

“Because I’m trying to figure out if I really do like him!” you exasperatedly answer. “Mingyu, if you don’t stop asking these ridiculous questions, I’m gonna shove these on your mouth.”

“I just wanna know!”

“I’ve been answering you!” you shout. “Now stop. Eat.”

“Last question,” he asks. You sigh and nod. “You’re not doing this to spite Wonwoo, right?”

“To spite Won—what? Where did you get that idea?”

Mingyu sighs, reaching for a pair of chopsticks and a spoon. “Because you two didn’t work out? You’re not dating Taeyang—”

“Taehyung.”

“—to make Wonwoo feel bad, right?”

“Why on earth would I want Wonwoo to feel bad?”

“Because it didn’t work out between the two of you.”

“Us?” you ask. “Wonwoo? And me? Since when?”

“Since… Hansol’s party?”

You burst out into laughter. “Me? And Wonwoo? Oh my God, you really thought we fucked?”

Mingyu looks at you in confusion. “Y-you didn’t?”

You calm yourself. “No! Wonwoo and I would never!”

“But Hansol said—”

“He misinterpreted it,” you answer, wiping the tears from your eyes. “Wonwoo was comfor—” you stop yourself.

Mingyu looks at you, urging you to continue.

“I slept, and Wonwoo came in to wake me up,” you lie quickly. “That’s why I looked tired and my hair was a mess. Hansol was drunk and you all believed him? I can’t believe this. I’m gonna call Wonwoo later and laugh about this with him.”

“You’re lying. Then why did neither of you deny it?” he dares.

You shrug, “Like I said, I was sleeping. I was half asleep when we met you at the kitchen. I’m pretty sure I heard Wonwoo deny it a million times. None of you just believed him.”

You reach out to put food on your plate while Mingyu remained frozen.

“What’s wrong?” you ask, putting food on his plate.

“This whole time, I thought you and him had something,” he mumbles, reaching for the wine he brought and pouring some on your glass. “I can’t believe I thought Wonwoo was keeping the truth. He was telling me the truth all along.”

“Rule number one in our friendship,” you say. “Trust us.”

He sighs and sips from his wine.

“Why?” you ask.

“Nothing,” he answers.

But his eyes said otherwise. The entire night, even after dinner when you and him snuggled each other during the film you chose to watch, Mingyu’s eyes are clouded, like he’s thinking hard. You knew Mingyu well, and you were almost sure it’s regret that you see in his beautiful eyes. You ask me twice what’s bothering him, but he shrugs and fakes a smile, telling you to shut up and watch the film.

You continue to wonder what he’s regretting.

He tells you later that night that Chaeyeong is moving to his in a week like it’s nothing. You ask if it wasn’t too early and he shrugs and says she needs a place to stay in.

He suggests that you should tag along when he and Chaeyeong are in town in a few days. You make up another excuse why you can’t.

You tell him you’re tired when the clock hit twelve.

“Already?” he asks.

“Have been for so long,” you answer.

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P r e s e n t

How you ended up at the basketball court at your old university at past midnight with Mingyu, you didn’t know.

Sometime after devouring three cups of ramen, two servings of rice balls, three spicy rice cakes, skewered sausages and fish cakes, steamed buns and cans of soda, Mingyu decided that it would be a good idea to visit your university in the middle of the night. The buildings were closed, of course, but the lights on the open basketball court were still switched on.

You remember watching playoffs with him here three years ago. Wonwoo rarely tagged along because he always preferred the library. Sitting on one of the bleachers beside Mingyu made you feel some type of way—longing, sadness, and just… pain. You used to wish you could spend one last time with Mingyu here for old time’s sake. You guess that this is it, the granting of your wish. And it’s happening literally. One last time. For old time’s sake.

“—and Mom misses you, you know,” he ended his speech.

You nod, heart racing. One last time. For old time’s sake.

You test the waters. You link your arm with him. Mingyu doesn’t protest. You lean your head against his shoulder. He lets you and turns to give you a soft kiss on your head.

“I missed this,” you mumble, already feeling the tears form on your eyes. One last time. For old time’s sake.

“Me, too,” he answers, kissing your head again. “It was a good decision to drive all the way here.”

“It is,” you agree. One last time. For old time’s sake.

He laughs a little. “I remembered something when we briefly talked about your dating life a while ago.”

“It doesn’t exist,” you murmur, reaching his hand to intertwine with yours. For old time’s sake.

He holds your hand just as tightly. “Remember when I genuinely thought you and Wonwoo had something special?”

You laugh a little and nod. One last time.

“I… I had regrets,” he confessed.

You hummed. “I knew it. But you said nothing was bothering you when I constantly asked.”

“Because… Chaeyeong… things were just starting to become serious between us.”

Your grip on his hand loosens for a second, but you tighten it as quickly as it was gone.

“I…” he laughs. “I dated Chaeyeong to make you jealous.”

You freeze.

“I was only seeing her for a week at that time. She was shocked, too, when I introduced her as my girlfriend. But that night, at Hansol’s party, I panicked. I didn’t plan it well so I let everything happen impulsively,” he narrated. “Believe or not, Y/N, I liked you a lot. Like, a lot. You have no idea.”

He laughs as he massages your hand with his thumb. “So much that it hurt me you didn’t see it. And I was too much of a coward to admit it to you. So I thought, why not do what boys in books do? I met her at work and just… asked her out even when I’m truly not interested. I brought her to the party to see your reaction and told myself that if you show a hint of pain, I’d confess. I didn’t even care what Chaeyeong would feel. I was willing to be a full blown asshole for you.”

You heart stammers loudly against your chest, and you’re certain that your palms are sweating profusely.

Mingyu continues. “I was happy for a second, when I saw the look on your face, and how you and Wonwoo lied about meeting Seungkwan. I said, ah, finally, I’m confessing to her. But I couldn’t find you after that.” His breath becomes uneven for a while. “And then Hansol comes in and tells me that he found you and Wonwoo in his room and you looked like you just hooked up.” He laughs again. “God, you couldn’t imagine how painful that was for me. I mean, why wouldn’t you and Wonwoo fall in love? You worked in the same place. I was the one who’s left out because I worked two hours away from you.”

You remain silent. One last time. This is it.

You ponder how you’d confess to him and scold yourself because you hadn’t prepared a speech about your undying love for him. You didn’t even plan on confessing to him tonight, but you guess, here it is, right? Here’s the moment you have been waiting for.

You’re going to confess. You are finally telling Mingyu how you’ve felt for the past years. And it’s irrational and selfish because his wedding is in a week, but you have kept this in your heart for so long. You are going to tell him about the first time you knew you fell for him and how he—

“But that was a year ago, wasn’t it?” Mingyu wakes you from your trance. “Things are different now. I truly believe that Chaeyeong entered my life in the best time. I was heartbroken at that time and you weren’t even bothered by the fact that I was dating someone. All you wanted was to spend time with Wonwoo and—” he paused to clear his throat. “—it hurt. Every waking day of knowing you preferred Wonwoo over me hurt. And then… you told me nothing happened between you two and—”

He paused again to reach up and wipe his eyes with the sleeve of his jacket.

“It hurt even more. Because I had a chance to love you but it was gone. You were starting to see other people, and I didn’t want to ruin that for you. So I told you Chaeyeong and I were moving. It’s funny because she didn’t even know. She had offered but I said I’d think about it. I made the decision while we were watching a film.”

You haven’t processed a coherent sentence to say.

“I’m glad I got over you,” he says. Your heart breaks. You let the tears fall. “Chaeyeong. She’s amazing. I never knew someone could love me like that.”

You start to quietly sob.

“She understands me.” I do, too, even better.

“She doesn’t take me for granted. She’s always thinking about me.” I always do, Mingyu.

“She does everything to make me happy.” I always have.

“And she does, Y/N. She does.” I hope I did, too.

You let his hand go and pull away from him. You look at him and he has tears in his eyes as well. He laughs a little and reaches up to wipe your tears, and you soften in his touch. You reach up to hold his wrists to get them to stay there touching your face.

You held his hands, kissed both his palms and looked at him. You smile lightheartedly although you felt otherwise.

“I’m happy that she does,” you say quietly, still holding his hand. “I’m happy you found her. I couldn’t have done half the things she did for you.”

Mingyu lifts your hands and kisses it the same way you did. He drops your hand and puts one hand on the back of your neck, he other wrapped behind you. He pulls you in and plants a long kiss on your forehead. He stays like that while you continue to quietly sob. He mumbles he loves you and you cry even more.

“I love you, Mingyu,” is the only thing you confessed to him. Because it’s the only truth he deserves to know.

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P a s t

Mingyu drops it to you like it’s nothing. He’s been so good at that lately, announcing massive news like it’s nothing.

“Chaeyeong… and I,” he says while you, him, Wonwoo and Joohyun are having dinner. “We’re getting married.”

Wonwoo spits his drink. Joohyun almost chokes. You just remain silent, hand shaking, heart stopping.

“Mingyu!” Wonwoo scolds. “You can’t marry people that quickly!”

“Why not?” he shrugs. “We love each other.”

“But you’ve only been dating for nine months! Not even a year!”

“Wonwoo, don’t scream,” Joohyun calmly says.

“Mingyu!” Wonwoo shouts again. “If this is one of your pranks, I’m gonna hit you.”

“It’s not,” the other answers nonchalantly as he chewed on his food. “I told Mom. She nearly had a heart attack but said whatever made me happy was okay.”

“It’s too early, Mingyu. You just turned twenty-three!”

“It’s fine. I have a stable job and so does Chaeyeong. No one is complaining, Wonwoo. Just you.”

“Y/N!” Wonwoo calls you. “Say something! Get his head out of his ass.”

You remain quiet.

“See?” Mingyu says. “She’s not complaining. So everything and everyone but you are okay.”

“Y/N, you’re really not gonna say anything?” Wonwoo asks in disbelief.

You reach out for the glass of water to soothe your drying throat. You take a sip before answering with a shrug. “Whatever makes him happy.”

Wonwoo sighs in defeat and leans against his chair to watch everyone. Joohyun looks uncomfortable like she doesn’t want to be there. Mingyu is nonchalantly eating like this was a simple thing. You, on the other hand, are pretending like nothing hurt.

“How did you ask her to marry you?” Wonwoo asks calmly as he reached back for his chopsticks.

Mingyu shrugs. “She asked me.”

“That’s… a bit unconventional.”

“We were eating breakfast and she brought it up and asked me what I thought of getting married,” he continues. “And I said I’d like it. And here we are.”

Wonwoo doesn’t say a word. No one does until they all had to leave. They say their goodbyes and you hope Mingyu and Wonwoo wouldn’t fight on the elevator.

You didn’t cry at all—not a single drop of tear was shed. You promised yourself you’d wash the dishes when you wake up in the morning and brushed your teeth, then went to bed.

Game’s over.

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P r e s e n t

Before you know it, the day of Mingyu and Chaeyeong’s wedding arrived.

You’re fixing Jun’s tie when Wonwoo interrupts you and says Mingyu needs you. You apologize to Jun and tell him you’ll find him later.

Wonwoo pulls you to the back of the church where Mingyu’s getting ready. When you step inside, you find him arguing with his mother.

“Mom, can you please leave for a sec? Seeing you nervous makes me even more nervous!”

“Y/N!” his mother calls when she sees you in a beautiful dress. “Sweetheart, I have missed you.”

You approach her with a smile and give her a quick hug. “I arrived yesterday,” you say. “I couldn’t get out of work. Had too much on my plate.”

“I’m still upset that you didn’t take the role as one of the bridesmaids,” she reminds you and you laugh.

“On Minseo’s wedding, perhaps?”

She gasps. “Oh no, your little sister is not getting married until she’s thirty! I’m already losing Mingyu and he’s only twenty-three?”

“You’re never gonna lose me, Mom,” Mingyu interjects. “Hi, Y/N. Nice to see you.”

You laugh and turn to him. “I told you I’d come.”

He gives you a quick hug. “You also told me you’d come earlier but you didn’t.”

“Got occupied by work,” you lie.

Mingyu looks at his mom and Wonwoo. “If you don’t mind…”

Wonwoo takes it as a signal and pulls Mrs. Kim with him. The two leave you alone and Mingyu immediately pulls you in for a long hug.

His breath turns ragged in a second and he’s suddenly shaking. You understand that his anxiety has gone through the rood and beyond. You wrap both your arms around him and press yourself closer, careful not to smudge your makeup on his white dress shirt.

“I can’t do it, Y/N,” he suddenly says. “Mom’s right. I’m too young for this. I can’t do this. I can’t be a husband. I can—”

“Hey, hey,” you console and pull away to look at him. You step back, holding both his hands. “Let me look at you.”

He sighs and holds your hands tighter.

“Where’s your suit?” He points beside the mirror. You take two steps to take it and you gesture him to turn around. “This should be Wonwoo’s job,” you mumble as you help him slip it on. He turns to you and you reach up to fix his tie. One last time. For old time’s sake.

Slowly, you did the tie for him. It’s the last time, isn’t it?

You look up at him for a second and realize that he’s staring at you.

“There,” you say once you’re done. You take a step back. “Now you can do it. You’re in full gear.”

He smiles and pulls you again for another hug. You hug him back just as tight.

“Do you really think I can pull this off?” he asks, words muffled by your hair.

You laugh a little. “Remember that one time we both got so shitfaced and we had finals the next day? I was prepared a bit because I did study a little that week. You, on the other hand, went to take the exam hungover. But you passed with flying colors, didn’t you?”

His chest grumbles when he let out a chuckle. “You believe in me way too much. Mom doesn’t even believe in me like this.”

“Because you’re an idiot,” you say. “And I’m an even bigger idiot for believing in you.”

Mingyu, with his hands on around your waist, starts swaying from side to side.

“Stop,” you say. “Your clothes.”

“Doesn’t matter,” he mumbles and continues dancing if you can call it that. “I don’t remember the last time I even danced with you. This could be a good memory.”

You do, though. You remember the last time you and Mingyu danced. It was at his company’s party. He asked you to be his date and you two acted like crackheads around professionals and started a dance party.

But you do not tell him that you do.

“Last dance,” you murmur, tears already threatening to fall from your eyes. You two are still slowly on the sound of nothing and everything at once.

“Not really,” he answers. “I’m still gonna ask you to dance at the reception.”

You shake your head. You pull away for a second and take his left hand with your right. You reach up to rest your left hand on his shoulder and let his other hand on your waist.

“Last dance as Y/N and Mingyu,” you say.

He frowns but continues swaying with you nonetheless.

“We’ll still be Y/N and Mingyu,” he disagrees.

When he lifts your hand a little to turn you, you say, “We both know that’s not true, Gyu.”

He stops swaying when you’re standing face to face. “You called me Gyu.”

“Good observation,” you joked, leading the dance this time.

“You haven’t called me that in a year,” he continues.

“Because you’re not my Gyu anymore,” you answer.

“Then why now?”

“One last time. For old time’s sake.”

You do not know how long you and Mingyu danced to the sound of nothing and everything, but it was cut when Wonwoo knocked and asked if the groom’s ready.

You hold both his hands again and look up at him, directly into his eyes. “Ready, Gyu?”

You want to hold his hands tighter because this is the last time. You wish time could stop for you a little. But it doesn’t.

Mingyu answers Wonwoo and says yes. Wonwoo and the rest of the entourage enter the room. Mingyu doesn’t let go of your hand for a while and you let him. You let him hold your hand like that for the last time. Wonwoo pulls you with a sad smile and tells you to go outside for the bride is on her way. Soon, you’re standing outside the door and leaning against it.

Game’s over, you say. For real this time.

You take three deep breaths and struggle to fight the tears. You could just cry during the vows and say it’s tears of joy. With your fists clenched and a fake smile on your lips, you slowly walk out of the hall and into the beautiful church.

You quickly find Jun seated among the people. You’re assigned in a regular seat because you aren’t a part of the entourage nor a family member.

Jun offers his hand and you take it. It’s funny because every single one of you and Mingyu’s friends knew how you felt for him. It doesn’t take a while before the rest of the boys and their dates, except for Wonwoo, Minghao, and Vernon who are a part of the entourage, to fill up the seats on your row and the one behind you.

Someone announces that the wedding is about to start. The people begin to chatter in excitement. When the choir starts to sing beautifully, you face the church’s entrance like everyone else. Mingyu enters, his parents behind him, with a nervous smile on his face.

Everyone’s phones are held facing him. You, on the other hand, didn’t really feel like keeping a memory of this day.

You watch him walk down the aisle. The voices of the choir and the melody of the instruments start to fade from your hearing. You forget that Jun is still holding your hand. You don’t remember feeling your eyes water. Because all you could see and hear and feel is Kim Mingyu.

He looks dashing in his all-white suit. For once, he styled his hair and is wearing clothes that aren’t wrinkled. His eyes are shining brighter and his smile is more mesmerizing than usual. Your eyes are glued on him that you do not realize that the bride has entered.

Mingyu grins even wider but you do not know that it’s for his bride. It doesn’t matter to you, though.

You expect a huge pang in your chest when the bride has reached him, but it never arrives. Your chest is heavy and you could feel your heart losing its feeling second after second.

“You okay?” Jun and Jihoon ask simultaneously when the ceremony began. You laugh and nod. Jihoon takes your other hand and holds it with both his hands.

Wonwoo looks back at you and gives you a warm smile, and then diverts his eyes to Jun like he’s signaling him something.

“Uh, Y/N, you wanna get some air for a sec?” the guy asks.

You do, but you shake your hand and decline his offer.

The ceremony starts like it should—smooth and beautiful and lighthearted. When the priest asks if anyone is against this marriage, Jun and Jihoon held your hand tighter.

“Speak now,” the priest says. “Or forever hold your peace.”

Forever I shall hold my peace.

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P a s t

“Hey, Y/N,” he calls out.

“Yeah?”

“A random thought.”

“Shoot.”

He clears his throat. “You know how people say that you don’t know what you have until it’s gone, right?”

You nod.

“You ever lost something that’s not yours?”

You smile sadly. “Yeah.”

“What about people like us then?” he asks. “We know what we don’t have. How come it’s still painful when we completely lose it?”

You shrug.

“What do we do, then?” he asks. “What do we do about the things we lost even though they were never ours?”

“We watch them,” you answer. “We watch them with the person they belong to.”

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P r e s e n t

It’s a beautiful day, their wedding.

Mingyu said some really cheesy lines during his vow and everyone cried. Chaeyeong looked the most beautiful and ethereal among all the times you’ve seen her.

When it was over, the bride and groom made the first kiss as newlyweds. You refuse to look away and you let go of Jun’s and Jihoon’s hand to hold your own.

Your eyes linger on Mingyu’s face longer. You realize that you’ve seen it enough; you’ve seen the happiness brought by Chaeyeong enough, the one he’s talking about. It’s in his eyes and in his smile. You look at his parents and it’s in them too. It’s everywhere.

You reach up to feel your heart, and it’s beating rapidly in happiness as you continue to look at Mingyu; you realize it’s in you, too.

You look at Mingyu once again—one last time, for old time’s sake—and he looks back at you this time.

You lock eyes for a moment and you worry that he sees something else other than happiness in your eyes, so you grin widely and give him a thumbs up. He raises his hand, the one where Chaeyeong put a ring on and smiles at you with an expression you cannot understand. You let a tear drop from your eyes and smile longingly at him.

I love you, Kim Mingyu, you mouth. Mingyu reads. It was quick but your eyes caught the way a single teardrop fall from his eyes. His attention is quickly diverted to the photographer calling his name.

You wipe the remaining tears from your eyes and excuse yourself from your friends. Jun offers to go with you but you politely turn him down.

No one else notices that you went out through the side doors of the church. You sit on the bench, looking over the garden. You realize that a spring wedding really is beautiful. The weather was with the couple because the sun was shining enough and the flowers are in full bloom. You realize that the entire universe is on their side for this day—perhaps ever since Mingyu and Chaeyeong had met.

You want to throw a fit and become angry, but the feeling never comes to wash over you. You hear the crowd inside cheer loudly, so you close your eyes and bask under the sunlight.

The flowers will bloom for you, too, someday. Someday.

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The Prophecy

Summary: Min Yoongi is the first in line for the throne in Infernum. He is the only child of Hades, the current King of Infernum and Min Yoo Jung, the goddess of harvest and spring. A long time ago, a prophecy have fallen upon Infernum and Paradisus which promises the demise of two realms in the hands of a creature that many believes to be a mortal. With Hades gone in search for a solution, Yoongi had to fill in his father’s position as a regent. And for the longest time, everything is going smoothly ignorant to his mother’s feelings.

So, when his mother, the goddess of spring had forced him to spend some time with her on Earth after ignoring her and her feelings for 15 years, he had no choice but to obey her.

Now, the prince of Infernum is back on Earth and he met a pink haired waiter who looks like heaven and smells like sin. And all of a sudden, he was reminded by the prophecy:

Beautiful as the creature may be, fire doesn’t burn, ice doesn’t freeze, water doesn’t drown and lightning doesn’t destroy.

Warnings: Implied smut, crude language, ignorant author

Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5

Chapter 1

When Yoongi opens his eyes, he finds himself on some park near an unknown river. He grumbles as he glares at the sun shining up above with white puffy clouds and blue sky. It’s a beautiful day with birds chirping and flowers begins to bud. It was the first day of spring and everything is coming back to life after 3 months of hibernation. He glares at the sun in disdain as his senses slowly return to him. The silver haired man groans and forces himself to sit upright. His brows creases as the wetness at the back of his black shirt slowly makes its presence known. It has gotten wet due to lying on the grass (presumably wet due to melted snow).

Frankly, Yoongi is man who has 10:1 ratio of what he couldn’t stand to what he can. And being wet is one of the things he cant stand.

“I’m going to kill Namjoon.” He seethes as memories of being pushed into the loophole flashes through his cold, bluish grey eyes. Yoongi had a small dispute with Namjoon before he was so rudely interrupted by his own advisor.

‘You need to settle things with Suran. Things are really looking bad for her and if you don’t help her, she might really get turned against this time.’ Now, how many times have Yoongi heard this? Thrice in a span of 5 years. Suran have always managed to make things alright again when given time. So why is this time any different? ‘Also, you need to visit your mother on time, this year. I can’t handle her wrath last year when you decided to bail at the last moment. How many years has it been since you last saw her? 17? 20?’ His advisor patiently reminded him for the umpteenth time this week. Yoongi was at the end of the thin and fragile rope known as his patience. If he ever hears Namjoon bringing up his mother again for the 132,510th time, he swears in his father’s name that he will end Namjoon himself.

‘You know I can’t help it. I am a regent until my father returns.’ Yoongi said and the blonde man next to him sighs dejectedly. Yoongi knows that the stress of managing a kingdom hasn’t only taken a toll on him but on his advisor as well. He knows that Namjoon means well and is trying to help him make wise decisions but he is a prince to his people first. ‘I am sure Suran can come and pay us a visit here herself and I haven’t been visiting my mother for only 15 years. Don’t exaggerate it, Namjoon and I’m sure it feels like only what? 6 months have passed-‘

‘9 months.’ Namjoon corrected.

‘Right, 9 months have passed and it’s not even that long and my mother will understand. Now, call the members of the council for a meeting. I need to speak with them urgently about your birth home. I hear it’s worse this time round. It had really gotten down to -310 degrees and my demons are freezing over there.’

‘You don’t need to worry about Athara. What you need to worry is about your position on Earth. Suran can’t keep filling in for you. The dhampirs and the ghouls are going berserk and Suran’s army can’t hold up against them any longer. The dispute is very bad, Yoongi. They are going against the pact and they are going to have Suran’s head if you’re not going to do anything.’

‘I am going to do something and I am going to Earth as soon as I’m done with my duties here. You’re not helping by having this conversation with me.’ Yoongi creased his eyebrows as he wonders when did Namjoon learn to talk back to his words while the said blonde demon glares at the prince as he tries to ignore the loud voices inside his head to hit the royal highness square in the face for being so stubborn. But he obviously decides against it for he knows Yoongi isn’t kind enough to let him pass with just half his bones broken.

‘Your duties as a prince will never stop.’ Namjoon tries again. He is truly worried for the things going on in the world above them and he is getting desperate and frustrated that Yoongi doesn’t seem bothered. ‘You need to get up to the surface.’

‘I don’t see why you’re so worried. We have Jungkook up there.’ Yoongi said despite knowing how his little brother enjoys the bloodshed and war. He knows that Jungkook is own version of Ares and the golden boy has never let him down before so he doesn’t understand why this is any different. But before Yoongi could even say more, a loophole appears before his feet and Namjoon flashes him a smirk.

‘Say hello to Queen Yoo Jung for me.’

The silver-haired adolescent with fair skin rips the green grass off the ground as he tries to control his temper so the grass in his palms down burst into flames. I ought to change my advisor. He thought spitefully. This isn’t a great start for him. For one, he isn’t completely sure where he is, as he just thought of wherever his mother might be with hopes that the loophole will bring him to where she is. But vagueness isn’t what loopholes obey to and he ended up in a park where humans are found lingering around. Great. He rolls his eyes. Yoongi takes in a deep breath despite how uncomfortable the wet shirt feels like clinging onto his skin is and he couldn’t deny that he actually does like the clean air right after winter. After all, he couldn’t deny what his other half is made from.

Yoongi is the first-born child of Hades, the King of Infernum and his mother, Min Yoo Jung, the goddess of spring. He is the only heir and first in line to the throne which he has been taking for a while now that his father had embarked on a journey many moons ago with his brothers Zeus and Poseidon to find their father, Kronos.

The reason behind their impromptu journey is that a prophecy was bestowed upon them like lightning on a beautiful, peaceful night. Cassandra of Troy was visiting Apollo’s Temple one night when the tales of the future flashes against her irises. She described the disaster as a sea of flames engulfing Paradisus – Olympus to be exact and in the middle of it all is a creature who has the features of a mere mortal. The fire was so strong that even Poseidon’s water couldn’t tame it as it burns everything that stand in its way whereas Zeus’s lightning did little to no damage against the mortal. Upon seeing the raging fire, angels have tried bringing the ice from Infernum’s Athara but alas, the ice melt against the raging fire. It was total chaos as bright orange and amber burns in Cassandra’s eyes. And as Paradisus burns to death, Infernum freezes up for there is no Paradisus without Infernum and vice versa. She’s seeing the end of both Paradisus and Infernum and it all ended in the hands of the said creature.

She had summoned Hermes that very night and told him of the final prophecy she saw before killing herself in the temple of a God that she resents with her whole existence. She has decided that she will not take sides and there’s a wicked voice in her head which did not belong to any of the goddesses that taunts Cassandra to let the gods who have done no justice to her and her people die. Hermes had flown back to Paradisus in a haste and barged in the Zeus’s golden chateau in the heart of Paradisus – Olympus as soon as he got there. Once the message was relayed to Zeus, he had called for an emergency meeting one so big that it includes the King of Infernum himself.

Yoongi was still young when he followed his father, Hades to Olympus for weeks with no end. Yoongi didn’t do so well in the friend department but still to make a friend in Olympus who was shunned for not being beautiful. Nevertheless, he still remembers the chaos and the hushed voices of older gods and goddesses who are constantly whispering about the prophecy wherever they go in fear for their lives.

Beautiful as the creature may be, fire doesn’t burn, ice doesn’t freeze, water doesn’t drown and lightning doesn’t destroy.

And everything went to shambles from there.

Massacres and the strong stench of blood lingers in the air for a long period of time due to selfishness and fear. Even so, the gods knew they couldn’t cower in fear and the massive and groundless massacre for long hence, the three most powerful gods went to search for an answer from their father.

Yoongi stares off the distance as he tries to figure out where he was sent to but to no avail. He just couldn’t pinpoint where he is. He tilts his head to the left a little in frustration as he sighs until two older women jog past him. He was sure he had memorized every page of that Geography book Jungkook had made personally and sent him before coming here. It was impossible that he couldn’t recognize any of these buildings from his little brother’s professional photographs.

“Another one wasted? What a disappointment.” One of them nudges the other.

“I wonder what’s to happen to the younger generation for they dye their hair in odd colours then go to parties and get wasted all night.” The other woman scoffs in distaste. Upon hearing them, Yoongi immediately stands up and gave them a smile before looking into their eyes. And almost immediately, he sees the few things that troubles them – being old, financial issues and family feuds.

“Good morning, grandmothers. It truly baffles me how you can badmouth a stranger who is trying to relax when your children are basically living off of your pension money on liquor and grade C coke.” He said with a polite tone. He was feeling less annoyed now that he knows where he is. He even bowed to them before leaving as he hears some insults were thrown his way but he blatantly ignores them. The deep yellow was starting to radiate above their skin says it all – they were embarrassed and Yoongi have already attacked their biggest weakness. Nothing else that may come out of their mouth that is worth his wasted time.

So, for his own crude amusement, Yoongi decides to indulge himself in the scenery before him as he ignores the curses that comes out of the women’s mouths. Although there is no place like home, he is still amazed with how fast Korea is developing over the past few years that he wasn’t able to accompany his mother. Speaking of his mother, he should have known that she would have chosen Korea despite there are 194 other countries in the world. She must have chosen Korea this time to see the cherry blossoms for she was summoned to Paradisus last year by her mother, Demeter for something his grandmother might have wanted. The mother-daughter pair have never let him in any of their discussion for Demeter used to tell him that it was something only the Divines would understand. It used to annoy the living shit out of Yoongi when he was younger hence not seeing his grandmother up till now. But it’s not like Demeter had even remotely tried to talk to him, anyways.

Yoongi buries his hands in the pockets of his black leather jeans as he lets his body guide him to the apartment where he believes his mother resides. Seoul in his eyes is a beautiful city. It has a different feeling from he was in Tokyo, Singapore, London or New York. He likes deceiving Seoul is. While the exterior is clean, scenic and prepossessing, the interior is squalid, grotesque and appalling. And despite how amusing weaponry smuggling and drug lord wars are in Yoongi’s eyes, he finds himself at home amongst the two-faced everyday civilians he encounters.

As soon as he steps out of the park, he becomes more aware of the putrid air – the smell of sex, hypocrites, jealousy and failure thick in the air. Yoongi is a clairvoyant type of demon whereby he can ‘see’ feelings through colours despite not being able to hypnotize people the way Namjoon easily can with a snap of his fingers. He sees deep red of lust radiating from teenagers and adults alike, deep blue of sorrow and purple of avarice on men and women in suits. It is very rare for him to find other colours on adolescents and elderly alike. But with children, they indulge him in other colours like white which represents innocence, gold that represents intense happiness and pastel pink that are soothing to the eyes due to their pure love.

As he was zoning out, he found himself outside of his mother’s apartment as he stares at the number on the brown door. He sighs as he punches in the 6-digit password – 814519 as it flashes green, chimes a little and an unlock sound was heard. He pushes the handle downwards and steps in the apartment. To his surprise, his one and only mother was standing in front of the door with a ridiculously huge smile on her features. Yoongi sighs at the sight as she pulls him into a hug. “If you were here, why didn’t you open the door for me?” Yoongi mumbles as he accepts his mother’s warm embrace. His mother, Yoo Jung or more commonly known as Persephone or Jachongbi, is a tan woman with locks that reminds him of the golden rays of the sun during a bright sunny day. Yoongi, on the other hand is ivory skinned. He is, according to his mother a complete copy of Hades. The only thing he physically inherited from his mother is her greyish blue eyes.

“You’re freezing!” Yoo Jung exclaims as she hugs her son tighter. Yoongi rolls his eyes. He’s always freezing. That’s what he and his father is. Despite ruling Infernum which in normal and common belief is supposed to be on fire, it’s actually quite cold but the fire burns hotter than it normally does. When Yoo Jung lets go of her son, she pats his cheeks as her eyes water. “It’s been a while since I last saw you.” She whispers and Yoongi sighs.

“Mom you know I’ve got no choice. Dad is gone-“

“I know, I know. With your father gone, you’re the regent. I know. But cant I miss my own son? You don’t visit me anymore.” Yoo Jung said, frowning.

“But I’m here now.” Yoongi tried and Yoo Jung smiles at her son before ruffling his hair. The said woman begins to ask too many questions at once like ‘have he eaten’ or ‘is he tired from the journey’ and ‘when is Namjoon coming’ all of which is ignored by Yoongi. He just wants to rest now that he’s on Earth but instead of going straight to his shared bedroom with Jungkook and Namjoon, he went towards the old brown piano nearby his mother’s balcony where she has her plants planted in pots. He runs his finger across the wood but never the keys. He has been dying to touch the piano ever since he had no time for it but now that he’s actually touching it, he fears that he’s already forgotten the notes. And so, he turns away from the piano and steps outside.

As a child, Yoongi learns how to create life like his mother does and did his best to learn every single type of flora there is even the ones present in the human world. “You still have these?” Yoongi asks as he touches the soft petals of the tuberose. The flower reminds him of sunsets because it starts with a deep purple from the dark green stem that slowly turns into dark red and pink before it turns into orange and ends with yellow tips.

“The Neoleas? You know your brother can’t sleep well without them.” Yoo Jung said softly as a memory of the past flashes before her eyes. The tragedy didn’t only physically affect Yoo Jung but Yoongi as well. For the sake of keeping the atmosphere light, he forces himself to focus on other things like:

“Is that why we have a smaller version of a peach tree here?” Yoongi asks in amusement. “You spoil him too much.” The heir of Infernum plucks a peach off the small tree and eats it. Of course, the plants that were planted by her hands always turn out scrumptious for she is the goddess of spring and plants befitting to be the daughter of Demeter, the goddess of harvest.

“I spoil all my boys.” Yoo Jung said in defence. “Which reminds me, I made some lamb skewers for both you and Jungkook in the fridge. I’m sure there’s plenty for the both of you and Namjoon so don’t quarrel over it.” Yoongi makes a face. Quarrel? Over lamb skewers? What are we? 7? “I know what you’re thinking, Yoongi. Although I don’t think the three of you resembles children, but your actions always speak louder.”

“What are you talking about?” Yoongi scoffs, offended.

“The last time I made too little, the house was reduced to ashes.”

“Honestly, that was all Jungkook.” Yoongi said in a matter of fact-ly tone.

“Yeah? Then mind justifying yourself why I vividly remember you biting Namjoon’s burnt hand while Jungkook was eating is own tail?” Yoo Jung asks, hands on her hips as she dares her son try to win the debate.

“It was still Jungkook.” Yoongi mumbles petulantly while the goddess of spring can only shake her head and sigh at her son’s behaviour.

“Anyway, there’s some japchae in the fridge for Jungkook’s dear friend. Do remind the boy to take them over for his friend before it turns bad, will you?” Yoo Jung said as she heats up the bulgogi she made earlier in case her son decides to stop by.

The demon prince, now clad in a black leather jacket found himself wandering in the streets of Seoul once again on his red and black Streetfighter. He just wants to discover the city a bit more for it clearly had changed since the last time he came. It’s obvious that it had gotten more modern now. Yoongi makes a stop at the red light and all of a sudden, a bitter but calming aroma of coffee hits his olfactory and he can’t help but reminisce the time he spent with a human girl named Yaksoku. Yaksoku is your everyday girl who has troubles with her skin and hair. She was a crossbreed between a Korean mother and a Japanese father – hence the name, Yaksoku which rhymes with promise in both Korean and Japanese. Her skin isn’t very fair and her looks are mediocre but she managed to captivate his attention with her luscious black hair that reminds him of the night sky at 3 in the morning and her warm brown eyes that resembles the coffee he likes so much.

Yaksoku, the human girl who captured Yoongi’s attention is someone with dreams of opening up a café. She used to take odd jobs (which eventually leads to their fateful encounter) and one day, with Yoongi’s help, she was able to turn her dreams into a reality. Yoongi isn’t a saint, no. He told her that she needs to trade her soul for it and she agreed without hesitations even if it meant sleeping with him. He used to think that she’s foolish to sell her soul for something that he hasn’t even given her but when he saw the determination in her eyes, he isn’t sure if her decision is foolish anymore.

He doesn’t know why he stayed true to his end of the deal to help her build the café but he did and he built it from scratch. And he unknowingly gained Yaksoku from it as she did not only give him her body and soul but an unbreakable bond built on trust and friendship. It wasn’t as though he loved her and vice versa but they feel at lost when the other isn’t by their side – much like when you miss your best friend after not seeing them after 30 minutes. But being regent is harder than Yoongi have originally thought and the Fallens have begun questioning him of Yaksoku and he ended up leaving after giving her soul back to her.

While he is lost in his thoughts, his body brings him to Yaksoku’s café – the Promise café. He doesn’t want to admit to anyone but seeing her for the first time in a few years made him excited. The white haired prince isn’t even sure if she wants to see him again after all these years after he left but he knows that his best friend isn’t one to leave him. He can proudly say that he knows her all too well.

Yoongi has strains his neck as subtly as he can to steal glances inside the café for a woman’s silhouette with hopes that it’s Yaksoku. He knows that her necklace might already be glowing as an indication of his arrival but he still wants to sacrifice his neck to search for his best friend. When he couldn’t find her, he hastily parks his bike and hops down. As soon as he enters the shop, the air conditioning immediately hits his skin and he welcomes the chill and the lustful eyes that comes with. It is no secret that Min Yoongi is blessed with good looks as females and males alike ogle shamelessly at the demon prince whenever he struts past them as the said demon barely gave them a glance while minding his own business. Yoongi makes his way to corner next to the cactus he had Yaksoku get when she first opens the café as he emits a don’t-bother-me aura when he finally makes eye contact with the humans who are still staring at him. He sees how some avert their eyes as the colour changes from red to yellow – a colour of embarrassment or cowardice.

To Min Yoongi, humans’ feelings are a fickle thing. The colours they emit changes so fast and soothing, pastel colours he often sees in children are rarely ever present on adults as the usual two colours he often sees is the deep, smothering red surrounding men which represents their insatiable lust and the disgusting green that reminds him of a swamp or the slime on Leviathan’s back surrounding the women which shows him their envy and jealousy.

There is a 10:1 ratio of the things Yoongi hates to the things he likes here on Earth. Amongst the few things that he undoubtedly like is his mother’s cooking, alcohol, drugs, cigars, fruitless deaths, pretty things, lots of filthy sex and coffee. So, when a pink haired waiter coming his way with a scent that goes well with the bitter aroma of coffee in a loose white shirt, Yoongi found himself salivating. Suddenly, he doesn’t know what he’s salivating for anymore – the boy or the coffee. He couldn’t deny that the boy is drop dead gorgeous with a scent that makes him hungry for more. But what catches him off guard is the fact that there is a thin white light radiating above the boy’s skin – something that Yoongi has never encounter on a grown man for it represents innocence.

“May I take your order?” The boy asks, offering Yoongi a menu as to which the prince declined. He already knows what he wants, after all.

You, Yoongi thought cheekily as he smirks to himself. But he wouldn’t do that to his best friend even if the one who catches his eye looks like heaven and smells like sin. “Black coffee. That’ll be all.” Yoongi said as the pink haired boy bows slightly before taking his leave. Yoongi’s blue eyes follows the boy till he disappears behind the door that separates them and the kitchen.

While the white-haired prince waits for his long-awaited reunion with Yaksoku and his hot cup of coffee, his eyes trail to a certain pair of red eyes that have been blown out with lust. Yoongi holds her gaze as she submits to him with just a look before lowering her a head a little. Yoongi immediately knows that the girl sitting across the table is an ally of Asmodeus’s or her species is more commonly known as a succubus whose greatest sin is lust. He takes notice of the two men next to her, with their hands up and below her skirt no doubt giving her the release she probably had begged for. Now, Min Yoongi is no saint and he, too would do anything to sate his needs by any means possible even if he has to fuck them in the middle of the café but he would be damned if he let himself get controlled by a mere human as he watches the little succubus leads her two play things out the café before giving him a small and subtle bow.

Min Yoongi isn’t a patient man which is why he was baffled himself that he was able to wait for Yaksoku to turn up until the shop closes. The pink haired waiter whose name is Jimin (he learned it after his third cup of coffee and a ‘it’s on the house!’ peanut butter and chocolate flavoured cake) told him that it is past the closing time. Yoongi knew it was closing time nearly 2 hours ago but he didn’t want to believe that Yaksoku didn’t want to come see him but when Jimin had say it, he couldn’t deny the feeling of utter betrayal. Did Yaksoku not want to see me? Is that why she didn’t come? Yoongi couldn’t help but have these toxic thoughts as he braves himself to ask about Yaksoku only to find out that she had passed away a little over 2 years and that Jimin is her grandson. The little piece of information shocked Yoongi greatly. While he was busy with his duties, he forgot that a year to him is equivalent to 20 years in the human realm and if he was aware that at least 3 years have passed in his realm, in the human world, a grand 60 years have passed. Yoongi was shocked beyond words, mostly angry that she had died so easily despite only 60 years have passed.

Humans are indeed weak and pitiful. Yoongi thought in distaste before giving Jimin a 50 dollar bill and took off before Jimin could hand him his change. To anyone who knows Yoongi would already know that the prince had sped off to Aphrodite, the most famous brothel in the red district. He was immediately greeted by Ken or more known as Asmodeus as he was given a glass full of his favourite wine, a room and two of the Aphrodite’s favourite Angels. Once Min Yoongi got his hands on them, he didn’t let go of the Angels even for a breath or for a thought as he used their body for his own pleasure.

Whimpers turn to moans and eventually screams of pain and agony was heard from the room. Yoongi paid no heed to their begging and pleas to stop as he chases his own pleasure. Yoongi’s grand, black wings make its appearance as it rips through his skin and his black shirt once he does. It was so large and so beautiful that for a split second, the angels thought he’s a God but when they meet Yoongi’s unforgiving eyes, they knew he was far from it.

Once he was done, he calls out for Ken whom he knows has been outside of the door, hesitating to enter the room while he had his way with the Angels as he takes out a cigar from the drawer and casually lights it up. The prince of Infernum have only gotten his best friend’s death out of his mind but now another person has creeped in his mind.

When Ken steps in the room and carry his Angels out of the chamber, his jaw drops in awe. The headboard has smashed to pieces, the satin of the bed sheets is torn and feathers all over the floor from the pillows. Ken finally snaps out of his trance when he hears his Angels whimper in pain. He looks at them with emotions devoid in his red eyes – a common feature for Asmodeus and his underlings - as he watches his Angels scramble to cover their body with the torn and soiled satin sheets. The prince has broken them, was the only thing that he can think before helping them out.

“You better leave before Jin finds out what you’ve done to his angels.” Ken said after bringing the second Angel out. Yoongi, on the other hand makes no haste move to cover up as he blows a puff of smoke and downs another bottle of liquor.

“Bring me another one of these.” He said, completely ignoring Ken.

“I’m serious, Yoongi. Leave before Jin finds out.” Yoongi pauses for a moment as he looks at Ken. Yoongi hates being bossed around by anyone including his own mother but he couldn’t blame Ken for being anxious. After all, the demon who gains strength by the fulfilment of one’s carnal desires are torn apart between respecting his prince and maintaining a beneficial friendship with the owner of the club, Jin.

Now, Kim Seokjin or more known as Jin is a friend of Yoongi’s and the son of Aphrodite. He, in Yoongi’s eyes has mommy issues thus naming his infamous brothel after his mother, the goddess of beauty and pleasure. And much like Yoongi, Jin only has a few things that he loves and amongst which is the club, his Angels, his friends and Kim Namjoon. Yoongi sighs as he lays on bed. “Fine, don’t give me another bottle. I’m leaving. I’ll pay your Angels twice the amount for their services tonight.” Yoongi groans as he sits up on the bed. He retracts his wings with a groan. It hurts having them out since it pierces through his skin and it hurts even more getting them back in because it’s not comfortable for him. Ken offers to carefully dab Yoongi’s bloodied skin with a warm towel as he offers kisses down Yoongi’s neck and at the skin where his wings popped out. “Kiss me one more time and I will fuck you into this mattress, Asmodeus.” Yoongi threatens with his real name as the other demon chuckles. Although Ken knows Yoongi doesn’t play around when he calls him by his real name, he couldn’t feel threatened. How is he supposed to feel threatened when all he hears is a promise of a good time?

“You said it like it’s a threat.” Ken coos, kissing Yoongi’s lips, silently daring the prince of Infernum as Ken’s red eyes shine a little in the dim light.

“I have time to spare. If it’s a fuck you want, you know I’ll give it to you.” It is no secret that Yoongi and Ken have fucked before. Gender and species have never been an obstacle to Yoongi although he does have a personal favourite and for a long time, he enjoys copulating with a human most.

“Please do. Don’t hold back this time.” Ken has his tongue out and drag it along Yoongi’s collarbone as the prince chuckles deeply. His eyes are devoid of white sclera as he stares Ken down.

“Alright. But you’re doing all the work.” Yoongi said as he gets comfortable on the bed. He continues to smoke on his cigar as he watches Ken takes his own pants off. The demon then got on his knees and kisses Yoongi again before taking his dick in his hands as he strokes it up and down. Ken’s other hand pushes his own black hair back.

“As you wish, Your Highness.” Ken whispers as he places his knees in between Yoongi’s thighs.

“You don’t have STDs or anything like that, do you?” Yoongi asks, blowing a puff of smoke into Ken’s face.

“You wound me, Your Highness. You can’t get any of those humanly diseases and so can’t I.” Ken replies, feigning hurt.

“It’s always a good idea to be safe, Ken. Who knows who else have fucked your tight little asshole.” Ken moans wantonly at Yoongi’s words as he feels his prince’s dick thicken in girth as it begins to slowly stand tall.

“Only humans, Your Highness. Clean humans.”

“Very well then. Serve me.” Upon Yoongi’s verbal green light, Ken sinks down to Yoongi’s full length. Yoongi closes his eyes at the surprisingly wet and tight asshole but when he opens his eyes, the one bouncing on his dick no longer takes the form of Ken. If it werent for his voice, he would have believed his eyes.

“I live to do just that.” Ken whispers, knowing full well that he now looks like someone Yoongi has been wanting. Though Ken doesn’t know whom, Yoongi surely does. He would have been damned if he ever forgets his pink hair.

Chapter 2

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20 Things to do & love about Hong Kong right now

What’s not to love about Hong Kong? Our designer Pauline, shares her top 20.

What inspires you in Hong Kong?

So so much, daily sightings – heritage buildings, architecture and Art, HK is a very abundant place for art. From street art and random sightings in old neighborhoods to discovering a whole range of local independent artists who work in different mediums. And of course the international art scene that is also present here. If you need a change of scenery you can jump in a cab or bus and you are on the beach in half hour.

A lot is getting lost here in the way of the the old Hong Kong as we know it – neon signs, buildings, makers, crafts so it’s incredible if we are lucky enough to see it even for a moment, so it’s important to me to get a sense of that now.

1. Favorite place in Hong Kong?

So so many – endless list. I am in love with this city. Being so close to the outdoors with an unexpected view of the mountains, city and sea all together in a perfect light. Lush Nature sitting right next to the density of high rise. That’s pretty unique. Walking distance too.

2. Favorite food?

Has to be discovering traditional Cantonese and ethnic foods that remind me of being an immigrant Chinese with a childhood in England not really knowing where they came from. Love seeing that little old lady or man selling something homemade - Hakka bun or dumpling or a village shop selling local honey in a pop bottle. Happy local bites have managed to stay and most of it is quite healthy. You feel the love that went into making it.

My favorite area for this is Sham Shui Po – an older district – total gem sitting next to the hole in the wall food spots with it’s electronics, secondhand markets and off course fabrics. In contrast there’s lots of cool new places also popping up. Art & Coffee. Interesting to see how neighborhoods are changing in this new era. Another place worth a mention - is Dignity Kitchen - a Singaporean social enterprise that serves up yummy Singaporean food housed in a renewed heritage building at 618 Shanghai street - i love their Pandan cake!

3. Favorite Drink

Freshly squeezed sugarcane juice. Nothing beats the thirst but this. Better than any bubble tea. Bring your own container or bottle even better. Look out for the few drink vendors selling it and the traditional Chinese herbal teas which are great for cooling and keeping your body heat in check during the summer months. My fav spot is Kung Lee Sugarcane Store on Hollywood road, Central, intersection near Lyndhurst. It’s a family business spanning a few generations.

4. Favorite mode of transport

Has to be the Star Ferry, 5 minutes on that after a long day – just takes every thing away. It’s very therapeutic. That really hasn’t changed for me since the early mid 90’s traveling here for work.

5. Favorite place to shop

More of a browser than a shopper these days. I have everything I need. Love all the antique shops along Hollywood road in my neighborhood with all their unique offerings. Unfortunately many are no longer operating since this tough year. I look out for special exhibitions to learn more about Chinese antiques. My fascination with craftsmanship done the old way. There’s always little surprises down the side streets. Love all the nostalgic & random stuff. Sometimes there’s a few treasures to be found.

6. Favorite HK artist

I love dimension and have an obsession with typography and textured works. I have been quite intrigued by the local artist Michell Lie and her Chinese brushwork inspired pieces mixed with some contemporary elements. There’s a beautiful fluidness in her work that i can just get lost in for a short while. Currently exploring ceramic artists in the city.

7. Favorite place to explore

Old industrial neighborhoods around HK – the Mills are fantastic – repurposed textile mill now focusing on the history of HK textiles, sustainability, supporting local projects. Such a great place to hang with it’s shops, exhibitions and museum.

8. Favorite temple in HK

The Chi Lin nunnery in Diamond Hill, very different from the other traditional temples you see in South China, I feel very calm when I am here and it’s not far to get to. If you need a couple of hours out. It’s perfect and there’s a lovely landscape oriental garden next to it too. For a further out trip– Tsz shan Monastery is quite special and a must .

9. Favorite sighting

Often you will see parts of movies or TV series being shot. People don’t really bat an eyelid to it. It’s great to see a part of the neighborhood lit up with lights, cameras and crew and you know there’s some action going down.

10. Favorite place that doesn’t feel like HK

Some of the Hikes –Cape d'aguilar, Cape Collison, some of the further out little islands that you can only access by boat. The landscape and vegetation here is so diverse.

11. Favorite night time spot

Has to be the peak – but anywhere with a clear night view of the Harbor I am happy with. A sunset hike via the many paths to the peak is perfect way to soak in the city.

12. Favorite fashion discoveries

PoHo neighborhood has lots of small design boutiques, some fashion, lifestyle and accessories. PMQ is another fab little area full of small boutiques and workshops. Love checking out the side streets in Central too and some of the other districts. The side alleys are the best places to discover something. Mongkok behind the ladies markets has a few vintage stores i love rummaging around in too.

13. Favorite Lifestyle store

Still has to be G.O.D .. love all the little nuances and humor in the heritage inspired products. Small items that are perfect memories of HK.

14. Favorite season in HK

September on wards till March. Weather’s cooler and you can get out to do more hikes…and not turn up in places sweaty. Many people do not realize HK has seasons, complete contrast to other 4 season countries as winter here is like 1 month of 12 degrees and people running around in Puffas.

15. What do you love most about HK

Convenience. This city was built on that. I haven’t had to drive since I left the UK more than 20 years ago. Most places can be walk-able, if not jump on the MTR which is super clean and efficient or bus or grab a taxi. Most places are 15 mins to under 2 hours away. You can be in 3-4 places a day if you plan right. Shops in some districts are open late 7 days a week. It’s really a city that never sleeps. …. And I am never too far from seeing water.

16. Favorite day trip

Jumping on a ferry to one of many the islands – 30 minutes and you would have landed elsewhere. Can’t decide which I love better.. have so much to discover still on Lantau, Cheung Chau, Lamma, or go inland to the islands around Plover Cove. You can never get enough sunsets.

17. Favorite Smell

Can’t decide if it’s the Kowloon or Hong Kong Candle created by BE Candle and Tiny island maps. But I love both for a different daily mood and the Terrazzo holder.. all locally made. Love that.

credit:tinyislandmaps

18. Current favorite hang out place.

Central market just finally finished get renewed. It was a 4th generation building old modern style market that first came about in the 1850’s . Super cool with a well curated bunch of shops and food hangouts.

19. Favorite thing to do in HK

Eat, hang out with friends, visit a museum, see an exhibition somewhere hidden. Just be inspired.

20. Favorite place to decompress?

My 24/7 Gym or has to be home. After all the running around - the new way of working and the past pandemic year made me appreciate being still and chill.

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4 40/..

11

at 8 33/.. alight[e]d at [Helingfor] Högforsto br[eak]f[a]st –

boil[e]d milk and good br[ea]d and butt[e]r – ver[y] nice h[ou]se to sleep at – the

beaut[iful] cascade (3 falls) of the riv[e]r Kymen [Kymijoki] full in

our view as we sit at br[eak]f[a]st – 45ft. of fall? or mo[re]?

the lit[tle] unpaint[e]d hamlet, the red mill, the lightish oak stain[e]d

timbers and arches of the good wood br[idge] acr[oss] the str[ea]m just ab[ov]e

the falls – the unpaint[e]d mill, and lit[tle] grey (i.e. unpaint[e]d)

cot[tage] or 2 on this side, w[i]th the pine forest at the back –

altogeth[e]r a beaut[iful] bit of scen[er]y – A- [Ann] h[a]d been sketch[in]g it –

off at 10 57/.. fr[om] Högfors where we b[ou]ght a rye cake

fear[in]g we might fare worse – they h[a]d no mo[re] (w[oul]d

n[o]t sell) whi[te] br[ea]d or rusks – a trav[elle]r told me we

might well sleep at Urpula or Sackjarvi b[u]t

n[o]t at Risalaks – Scotch fir for[e]st ag[ai]n and bould[e]rs

all the latt[e]r n[o]t granite – obs[erve] one broken open

a mass of granite smallish gravel (at 11 1/4)

and the soil here a coarse sand or fine granite gravel

r[oa]d d[itt]o – all the soil on the hillside here of this

gravel cov[ere]d w[i]th boulders and sprink[le]d ov[e]r w[i]th S[cotch] firs –

it is all al[on]g here that so m[u]ch naked (mossy) rock

is seen – and now 11 22/.. at a lit[tle] dist[an]ce is the long line of

unpaint[e]d cot[tage]s form[in]g the vil[lage] of Högfors? our r[oa]d

ver[y] wind[in]g – good r[oa]d – a lit[tle] str[ea]m also right

now at 11 22/.. for a min[ute]s – here, and ev[er]ywhere in [fjord]

Finland rude (light) one horse ploughs – Forest all al[on]g

and so[me] enorm[ou]s bould[e]rs – at 12 1/4 the fjord (right, near) and

and [crossed word] Fredericksham in sight – go along the

riv[e]r like one of the fjord till 12 23/.. at the head of it, and

turn r[ou]nd right and cross by bridge ov[e]r anoth[e]r arm of the

fjord, and now straight to F- [Fredericksham] ov[e]r the bouldery foresty

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com[mo]n alder, and juniper bushes – cranberry – heather and brackens – green – warty

pasturage am[on]g the bould[e]r and bushes – now at 12 1/2 pass

thro’ lit[tle] hamlet – at 12 33/.. aft[e]r pass[e]d thro’ the desert[e]d outwalks

ent[e]r the gate of the town, and at 12 38/.. at the Station at the oppos[i]te

end – n[o]t a sold[ie]r at the guardh[ou]se at the gate – four pass[e]d us in

the town – a good cupola green-topp[e]d ch[ur]ch tow[e]r and good white ch[ur]ch, and whi[te

]

wash[e]d good hot[e]l de ville w[i]th pea green topp[e]d cupola tow[e]r –

and a brick r[ou]nd build[in]g w[i]th green roof[e]d dome – and so[me] good look[in]g

h[ou]se b[u]t the town seems dull and desert[e]d tho’ the drums of sold[ie]rs

have just struck up their enliv[enin]g s[ou]nds – good, wood log h[ou]se

stat[io]n – off at 12 47/.. – yellow, a prevail[in]g col[ou]r here –

good barracks and exercis[in]g gr[ou]nd n[ea]r the gate going out of the

town, and sold[ie]r like sold[ie]rs [crossed] drill there – barracks

handso[me] build[in]g – yel[low] w[i]th whi[te] Cor[inthia]n col[our]s and wind[ow] frames

and dark col[oure]d roof (dark[e]r than dark lead col[ou]r) – the

water stretches a lit[tle] on this side, and pass thro’ suburb of

low unpaint[e]d cot[tage]s – now at 1 7/.. fjord n[ea]r (right)

consid[era]ble exp[anse] of wat[e]r shut in by forest to the waters edge – rock and bouldery

and thinly wood[e]d (left) – and birch lashes am[on]g the juniper –

r[oa]d sandy as bef[ore] – till 1 20/.. alongside or near this wat[e]r –

and now am[on]g hilly mossy thinly wood[e]d rocks w[i]th

anoth[e]r peep of the beaut[iful] islandy fjord – and a log cot[tage]

on by the wayside – oth[e]r peeps at the fjord aft[er]w[ar]ds – Grönvik

at 2 1/4 – Grönvik to Pytterlax 17 1/2 v[ersts]

to Wiburg 94 1/2 to Fredericshamn [Frederikshavn] 16 2/6

Helsingborg 187 1/6

St. P- [Petersburg] 230 5/6

Lone h[ou]se – new one – n[o]t qui[te] finish[e]d –

will be ver[y] good – many good outbuild[in]gs

the fjord at a lit[tle] dist[an]ce in front – forest all r[ou]nd –

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sev[era]l carts (lit[tle] low waggons) at the stat[io]n and met

sev[era]l w[i]th a large tonneau (hold[in]g sev[era]l Eng[lish] hogsteads?)

cov[ere]d ov[e]r w[i]th matt[in]g 1 in each lit[tle] waggon – spirits I suppo[se]

off ag[ai]n at 2 1/2 – sa[me] sort of hilly rock, thinly wood,

(thin young forest) as last stage – coarse sandy r[oa]d b[u]t good –

a few pitches all today b[u]t noth[in]g to frighten anybody –

one may say, road hilly – here 2 55/.. the gravel

of the soil looks like [?] chalky gravel – the rocks

where bare ha[ve] been stripp[e]d of the moss to build

w[i]th etc. at 3 10/.. a lit[tle] unpaint[e]d hamlet –

still big boulders here and there – and anoth[e]r snow plough

or 2 – sa[me] sort of count[r]y and r[oa]d as last stage or two –

at 3 20/.. n[ea]r the fjord ag[ai]n (right) and a few cot[tage]s or barns

scatt[ere]d ab[ou]t and corn f[iel]ds as alw[a]ys n[ea]r the huts and in 5 min[ute]s

(3 25/..) an unpaint[e]d hamlet the lit[tle] farms (as the

lit[tle] hamlets alw[a]ys are) – oats out in lit[tle] round

cocks, and potato tops n[o]t yet cut here – black and whi[te]

and red and whi[te] lit[tle] cattle – this stage rath[e]r mo[re] hilly or pitchy

than the last – flock of sheep – these and all we ha[ve] seen

in Finland look as if n[o]t ver[y] long s[in]ce Shorn – 3 50/..

r[oa]d sandy – at 4 Emerge fr[om] the forest – plain – fjord

some lit[tle] dist[an]ce right and vil[lage] n[ea]r it at 4 among the unpaint[e]d cot[tage]s, and 7 or 8 red roof[e]d goodish

houses (to the left) form a good look[in]g vil[lage] – at the

Stat[io]n at 4 5/.. Pytterlax – good 1 story line of bulk

barrack nearly oppos[i]te to it – the stat[io]n h[ou]se neat b[u]t small

Log house w[i]th red roof – large boulders

ly[in]g in front of the h[ou]se on the green – and snow plough – red and dark green

granite bolders [boulders] – went in – alw[a]ys

nice clean beds – might ha[ve] slept

there ver[y] well –

Gronvik [Grönvik] 17 1/2

Urpala [Uppsala] 15 4/6

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Good whitish br[ea]d here – off at 4 21/.. – hardy

out of the lit[tle] vil[lage] bef[ore] we reent[e]r young S. [Scotch] fir forest

ag[ai]n – rocky and bouldery as bef[ore] – fr[om] top of hill (steepish pitch)

at 4 27/.. look[in]g d[o]wn extens[ive] open wood[e]d plain – hamlets

and cot[tage]s (unpaint[e]d) – and lit[tle] dist[ance] right fjord and

red-roof[e]d vil[lage] on the fjord .:. goodish vil[lage] or lit[tle] town

pass ov[e]r br[idge] ov[e]r nar[row] str[ea]m (at 4 28/..) and thro’ one of the

hamlets (ver[y] pict[uresque]) col[ou]r of the weath[ere]d (unpaint[e]d)

h[ou]ses hardly differ[in]g fr[om] that one of the Gr[ea]t boulders ly[in]g all

ar[ou]nd – bits of pasturage among them and the young S. [Scotch] fir and junipers

and lit[tle] patches (fenc[e]d off) of corn – just now and

last stage sev[era]l y[ar]ds of the road lay ov[e]r the bare granite rock

and as we just now gallop[e]d d[o]wn the smooth slipp[er]y

look[in]g I marvell[e]d at our gett[in]g d[o]wn so ver[y] well –

at 4 55/.. aft[e]r mo[re] morels of rock-r[oa]d, anoth[e]r

look-d[o]wn up[on] extens[ive] plain dott[e]d ov[e]r w[i]th hamlets and barn,

green rye and fields, and stocks of corn and big boulders as bef[ore] b[u]t bet[ter] clear[e]d? and

just now we pass so[me] Stolpe-beds and the roofs beg[a]n to

overhang a yard or 2 at the ends – diffic[ul]t to tell

the unpaint[e]d roofs fr[om] the boulders in the dist[an]ce – the dist[an]ce

all r[ou]nd shut in by forest – the potat[oe] tops here tied

in lit[tle] sheaves or bundles and hung over the fences today

now at 5 ag[ai]n a lit[tle] drizzl[in]g of r[ai]n and enter forest ag[ai]n –

this up and d[o]wn hill and Sale foresty breaky dri[ve] ver[y] pict[uresque]

and pret[ty] – now at 5 20/.. anoth[e]r lesser plain in view

left ov[e]r one lon[g] birch forest mixed w[i]th Scotch fir ver[y] young

8 or 90 yards [?] – and now mo[re] than now at 5 25/..

anoth[e]r wide plain (left) as bef[ore] – an unpaint[e]d

Roofs beg[a]n to ov[er]-hang.

Sept[embe]r Sat[urday] 14

left n[ea]r and a lit[tle] red roof[e]d vil[lage] mo[re] dist[an]t already[y]

mo[re] populat[io]n today than bef[ore] s[in]ce Åbo? we pass

scatt[ere]d unpaint[e]d vil[lage] at 5 1/2 – pict[uresque] [?] and big bould[e]rs

interspers[e]d am[on]g the lit[tle] cot[tage]s pass wood br[idge] ov[e]r lit[tle] river and at 5 1/2 alight at our

neat good lit[tle] stat[io]n – nice rooms – soon settled for

the night – at Urpala [Uppsala] they are Russ[ian] can[no]t speak hardly a word of

Swedish or Germ[an] so that we are all alike – no! one of

the wom[e]n can sp[ea]k a few w[or]ds of Germ[a]n – nice open airy

situat[io]n – wat[e]r n[o]t good s[in]ce our land[in]g in Finland

exc[ep]t A- [Ann] th[in]ks at Nyby – A- [Ann] made tea in our lit[tle] boil[e]r –

John (winter) fried us 1/2 doz[e]n eggs – the people furnish[e]d us

cream (we h[a]d our own br[ea]d and butt[e]r) and in ab[ou]t 3/4

h[ou]r we sat down to a ver[y] comf[orta]ble meal – and sat long

ov[e]r it – we h[a]d 1/2 a roll br[ou]ght fr[om] Stockholm beco[me] ver[y] hard

b[u]t good – we h[a]d rusks fr[om] differ[en]t places d[itt]o morsels of

whi[te] br[oa]d and Lond[on] bisc[ui]ts so that the fine-rye cake we

b[ou]ght this morn[in]g w[a]s n[o]t want[e]d – we ha[ve] latterly

br[ou]ght away butt[e]r in our lit[tle]-Götheborg [Gothenburg] wood butter-box

and charg[e]d it pro re natâ when n[o]t eaten q.g. this

morn[in]g, we left our Nyby butter and took br[ou]ght the

Högfors’ butter – we ha[ve] als[o] our still unfinish[e]d pot

of preserv[e]d lemon fr[om] ho[me] and red currant jelly fr[om]

Stockholm, and Mr. Behrens’ (pron[ounce]d Bairnes) comfits that he

ga[ve] us at part[in]g – strong and warm of orange peel or

essence of mint – In fact, we do ver[y] well – Rain and

thunder and light[nin]g bet[ween] aft[e]r 7 and 8 for 1/2 h[ou]r – h[a]d Grotza

ab[ou]t 7 1/2 – aft[er]w[ar]ds A- [Ann] and I at our books – she at the antiq[uitie]s

(Lardner) of Greek and Rome and I at my Swedish Russ[ia]n Gram[ma]r

and writ[in]g the last 20 lines – yest[erday] and today (in the carr[ia]ge)

look[in]g ab[ou]t me, or writ[in]g, or dozing a lit[tle] or read[in]g

Handb[oo]k or look[in]g int[o] Russ[ia]n gram[ma]r – I ha[ve] alm[o]st mast[ere]d

the letters –

Wat[e]r n[o]t good

Urpala [Uppsala]

Russ[ia]n spok[e]n

SH:7/ML/TR/14/0005

Sept[embe]r Sat[urday] 14

Last night at Aborrforg [Åbo?] 1st ti[me] of find[in]g

our room comf[ortabl]y warm[e]d – tonight, too, we f[ou]nd

the stove in the hall (the large mid[dle] room int[o] w[hi]ch

all the others open) burn[in]g and our rooms ver[y] comf[orta]ble

sure sign we are in Russia – the morn[in]gs and ev[enin]gs

are begin[nin]g to be mo[re] than cool – sat look[in]g ov[e]r

Swed[ish] Russ[ian] gram[ma]r till now 10 10/.. p.m. at w[hi]ch h[ou]r

F[ahrenheit] 59 1/2° - R[ai]n in the night – fine b[u]t dullish morn[in]g

a lit[tle] drizzl[in]g r[ai]n just bef[ore] and at the mom[en]t of arriv[in]g

at Högfors – aft[er]w[ar]ds fair b[u]t cold and a good deal of

cold wind till drizzl[in]g r[ai]n ab[ou]t 5 p.m. and heavy

r[ai]n thund[e]r and vivid light[nin]g bet[ween] 7 and 8 p.m. I d[i]d n[o]t

hear the thund[e]r b[u]t saw 3 or 4 flashes of light[nin]g –

Do n[o]t hear it rain[in]g now at 10 1/4 p.m.

stoves light[e]d

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(yoonseok) - trust my heart when it beats for you

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Summary:Jung Hoseok has had an awkward Thing for Min Yoongi for four years of his school life. He is certain that the only thing that gets in the way of them and everlasting love is the fact that Min Yoongi doesn't know he exists, but that all changes due to one drunken text message: a pick-up line. Ready to flee to another country under a false identity in mortification, he finds himself ruining their blossoming friendship and confessing when Yoongi asks why Hoseok had tried to flirt with him. However, things take a turn after his confession when Yoongi starts to (awkwardly) flirt back.

Pairings: Yoonseok, Taekook and Namjin

Chapters: (1), (2), (3), (4), (5), (6), (7), (8), (9), (10), (11), (12)

Chapter Thirteen - look at me like you used to. i miss it. i miss you

Yoongi hadn’t expected a response and he didn’t receive one. Morning dawned bright and early on Monday morning which contrasted heavily with the trepidation churning inside of his stomach. The first thing he did was check his phone as he did every other morning but his routine was dismantled when seeing no messages from Hoseok fill up his notification wall.

He shouldn’t have been so affected, he knew this, but he was. Hoseok had managed to break in and occupy a space in his heart in barely a span of three weeks. He wasn’t sure if he was just easy to break as a person or if he was simply made to be broken by Hoseok. It was just cruel that the only person who could make him feel something more, supply him with a whole new range of emotions, was the one who he had to push away.

Even Jeongguk hadn’t messaged him, but Namjoon had. ‘Hey, how’d it go yesterday?’ He couldn’t bring himself to reply.

He got ready for school and took the bus as usual, blocking out the ruckus of the children in the years below him with his music, music that he and Hoseok had shared a mutual interest in. Yoongi had to shake himself, bringing him away from his thoughts by looking at his phone and finally replying to Namjoon, he was talking about Hoseok as if he were dead which was definitely not the case when he would be seeing Hoseok in first lesson.

Oh crap. A double period alone with Hoseok was the last thing that he needed right now. Due to his sudden state of panic his composed message to Namjoon came out a little more desperate than he had wanted. ‘awful. Can you kill me please so I don’t have to suffer two hours with H?’

He received a reply almost immediately. He climbed down from the bus before opening the message, keeping his head down as he walked into school. ‘whoa, what happened? Did he do something?’

Yeah, Yoongi thought to himself, he made me realise how crappy of a person I am. He didn’t dare type this out, though, for he knew that he would be on the receiving end of a pep talk. He detoured and took a route away from the basketball court as he knew that was where Hoseok met up with his friends at the beginning of school, and more recently at breaks and lunch, too.

‘It wasn’t him, it was me. It’s easier just to forget about all the romantic stuff, it’s too much pressure. I messaged him this and he didn’t reply and I have 2 hours of History with him in the morning.’

Namjoon must have been waiting on the chat for a response because he messaged back straightaway. ‘I’m almost there. Meet you at the bench around the back?’ And so he did, Namjoon approached him a few minutes afterwards. Yoongi didn’t think he had ever felt so much relief; Namjoon was advice and support personified, and that was all he needed right now.

“So, tell me, what’s brought this on?” Namjoon asked once he had sat down. “Last week you were all about this, talking to Hoseok all the time to see if you felt that way about him, and now you meet up and suddenly nothing? What happened?” How could Yoongi have forgotten? Along with support and advice came an intrinsic sense of knowing that Yoongi had something to hide.

Yoongi shrugged, trying to meet Namjoon’s searching eyes. “Nothing, really. It’s just... I don’t know, I don’t really know anything about Hoseok.” That part wasn’t true at all, Hoseok had been more than happy to spill his entire life story to Yoongi. Yoongi now knew all of the spats between Hoseok and Taehyung that Hoseok could recall, and also precious memories of his childhood, like how his mum had purchased an assortment of stuffed toys for him but then found out they would be worth a lot in the years to come so he was banned from touching them. “I figured that even if I date Hoseok, we wouldn’t last; Hoseok will find someone else.”

Namjoon surveyed him before turning away to look at the vast field of grass in front of them. “How do you know that?” He asked softly. “I don’t believe that in the last week you’ve learnt nothing about Hoseok. If that were true then he wouldn’t mean anything to you, but he obviously does seeing as you asked me to kill you so you don’t have to face him.” He cracked a smile, Yoongi stared intently at the ground, hating that Namjoon could see right through him. “So, please, tell me what happened.”

Yoongi exhaled harshly through his nose, so harshly that it made his eyes water. “He kissed me,” he muttered. Namjoon nodded as if he had foresaw this event, which wouldn’t be particularly surprising. “Afterwards I knew that I wouldn’t be enough for him, he’d move on easily, so I told him that we should stick to being friends. It’s simpler that way.”

“Simpler for who?” Namjoon turned on him, making him feel trapped. His chest restricted and it was difficult to draw breath. “I don’t see how this could be easier for you. I know you, Yoongs. You’re in deep and I can tell that Hoseok’s made an impression on you. If you really felt only friendship for him, you wouldn’t have let him kiss you. You’re a good guy, too good to lead someone on which – without giving him the real reason – it looks like you have.”

A surge of self-loathing ran through him, twisting his insides and mangling them together. It was typical of him to do something which he thought to be right only to have it blow up in his face. He had undoubtedly hurt Hoseok with his selfish actions, allowing Hoseok to kiss him and then to rip himself away, lying through his teeth and saying that Hoseok meant nothing to him, nothing more than a friend.

Yoongi valued friendship, of course he did. Friendship was an important part of his life after he had learnt that he couldn’t breeze through life solo, he needed companionship. He was happy to have Hoseok as a friend, blessed even, but he wanted something more. He wanted heated glances, a singular touch or a glimpse of revealed skin to ignite a passion in his veins, he wanted to be looked at like nothing could replace him.

He wanted to be Hoseok’s and he wanted Hoseok to be his.

This revelation should have been startling, but he wasn’t the least bit shocked. This conclusion must have been thrumming under his skin, one with his flesh and blood.

“Oh, I fucked up,” he admitted.

Namjoon chuckled and shook his head. “You did what you thought was right.”

“Yeah, which was wrong.” He ran his hands over his face. “Tell me what to do. How do I fix this?”

“Do you know what you want?” Namjoon asked him in a serious tone.

“Yes.” Hoseok, he added silently. “How do I tell him?” Now time was creeping forwards, he was avidly aware of how close he was to being near Hoseok again. That thought alone was enough to thrust his heart into a frenzy.

“That’s up to you. Unfortunately, I don’t have time to write a script,” Namjoon lightened the mood slightly. “You just need to express yourself clearly. You’re good at writing your thoughts out, but you’re also good at free-styling. You should be fine.” And with those words of wisdom, the school bell rang, initiating the jittering of Yoongi’s nerves.

“Thank you,” he said just as Jeongguk jogged over to them, his school bag rocking dangerously on his shoulder and a grin practically bursting off of his face.

“Guys, guys, I have so much to tell you!”

“You’re gonna have to save it, I’m afraid,” Namjoon stood up and grinned. “You can tell us at break, I’m thinking that Yoongi will have some news for us by then.”

Jeongguk shot him a curious glance but apparently he was too elevated by his own news, most certainly about Taehyung, to inquire as to what Namjoon was talking about.

Registration seemed to drag on but the last few minutes sped by and suddenly Yoongi was signing in for History and had positioned himself in the library in the same seat where Hoseok had invited him out after school. It seemed like much more than a week had passed and he felt like he had aged considerably since then, or perhaps it was because he was devoid of Hoseok’s youthful energy.

Hoseok took a considerably long time to show his face at the library but when he did Yoongi wished that he hadn’t made an appearance at all. A paranoid fear took hold of him, gripping at his lungs causing his breathing to be limited. He kept his eyes glued to the keyboard when he sensed a figure place itself onto the couch. The only thing he expected was to hear the pounding of his rapid heartbeat and the stilted typing of the keys, he did not plan on Hoseok clearing his throat and addressing him.

“So, Yoongi.” Hoseok’s voice did not sound calm at all, if anything it sounded slightly hysterical, with his voice breaking at the end of his speech. Yoongi steeled himself before flicking his eyes over to Hoseok. He was smiling. Painfully. Almost comically. “I just want to tell you that I received your message and it was awfully rude of me not to reply.”

Yoongi felt his eye twitch. ‘Awfully rude’? Was the Hoseok in front of him from another dimension where it was the norm to use speech from the 18th century? “It’s okay, I didn’t expect you to,” he said honestly, hoping that upon hearing him speak Hoseok would drop the terrifyingly wide and unnatural smile that littered his face. “Actually, I wanted to talk to you about that-” Before he even got the chance to pluck the next sentence from his heart and breathe it into the air, Hoseok interrupted him.

“It’s okay, Yoongi. I understand! You said it yourself, you don’t like me like that, and if I weren’t too respect that, I would be an idiot. So, from now on, there’s to be no more flirting, or kissing, or anything like that, okay?” Now Hoseok didn’t look as comical, Yoongi saw through it to find that he looked dejected. Yoongi was sure that his heart had just folded inside out as an agonising fire spread throughout his chest as he saw the turmoil in the darks of Hoseok’s eyes.

“I’ll get used to it, I’ll get over it! So, I wanted to tell you that I’m more than happy to be friends, after all, we have to spend a whole year together!” Hoseok sounded convinced. He sounded fine with the fact that their ambiguous relationship would be labelled as friends and nothing more, even though he had been the one to tell Yoongi that he liked him, told him that he was beautiful. It hurt. He hurt.

Hoseok offered him his hand, Yoongi stared down at it listlessly. Hoseok’s words were still resonating in his ears, scraping against his ear canal.

“You haven’t changed your mind again, have you?” Hoseok laughed, but it was nothing like his usual laugh which was loud and filled with good feeling. This laugh was stale, cold and cruel. Just like the air of the bus stop in which he had ripped himself away from Hoseok. “Friends?”

He blinked away the tears forming in his eyes, blurring his vision. Hoseok’s hands were soft in his, and cold, it was as if he was still standing at the bus stop and Yoongi were in the protective layer of the bus, feeling trapped by his own self-loathing.

“Friends.”

If Hoseok heard the wary defeat of Yoongi’s voice, he didn’t comment on it. Hoseok snatched his hand away once it had felt Yoongi’s warmth.

Yoongi found himself wishing for the cold that Hoseok carried, just to have a part of him.

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Hiking across Spain -- Seville to Santiago de Compostela

May 22 – June 26, 2019

From late May to late June of 2019 I’d decided to walk across Spain, from Seville to Granja de Moreruela along the Via de la Plata, and then to Santiago de Compostela on the Camino Sanabres -- 635 miles over 36 days. The Via de la Plata follows the route of an old Roman Road which, in the 9th century, along with the Camino Sanabres, became a pilgrim’s route to the tomb of St. James in Santiago de Compostela. As I’m sure has been the case with many a pilgrim on this route over the centuries, the inner journey would be just as important as the geographical.

I’d stay in small B&B’s/hotels and have my luggage transferred between them, so I’d only need to carry my day pack. I would navigate using Gerald Kelly’s simple guide and follow the way markers which vary depending on the region, although one can always rely on the customary and rudimentary painted yellow arrows on any Camino route if you get stuck.

I’d learnt over the years, and trust me on this, that light footwear is much more comfortable over long distances -- if you’re fit and steady on your feet then heavy boots are only really needed if carrying a heavy pack or walking in snow. So I wore very light running shoes for the whole route. When travelling light the average daily distance of 18 miles on relatively gentle terrain was not difficult, but the scorching heat in the south was tough for a while! For the first 14 days, Seville to Caparra, I had to set off very early, many times when it was still dark, so that I could finish by mid-afternoon before the temperature rose above 92F – after Caparra the temperature generally stayed below 80F as the altitude had increased to above 2000 feet.

I passed through some beautiful old Roman towns -- Zafra, Caceres and Salamanca were some of my favorites. Most had approaches into their walled towns over ancient pedestrian-only arched bridges spanning wide rivers, leading to enormous stone cathedrals and opening into vast plazas but the approach into Zamora, which sits on a riverside cliff top, took some beating.

Throughout the south and middle of Spain the landscape would continually interchange between open woodlands of cork oak, perfect lines of olive groves and vast expanses of vineyard. But when passing through uncultivated scrubland I was forever accompanied by the wild gum rockrose bush – as the sun started to rise, and once the temperature had exceeded 75F by about mid-morning, it’s distinctive intoxicating yet subtle woody and spicy aroma would start to fill the air. I could almost set my watch by it, if I had one. But as soon as I entered Galicia in the north west the landscape changed to lush shades of green, it started to rain (the first on my hike) and the bush promptly disappeared. Together with the Celtic traditions and bagpipe music everywhere (the Galician Celts were never really conquered by the Romans) I thought I’d unknowingly traveled through a portal into the wilds of Ireland. As well as the tastier food and solid granite architecture everywhere I’d probably say, if I had to choose, that Galicia was my favorite part of the hike.

I’m always on the lookout for interesting wildlife and I heard these before I saw them, cheering me on as I entered every town and village. The incessant clapping of multiple white stork beaks as they precariously peered out from their characteristically large, robust nests, all packed together and perched on top of every elevated position in sight – the ancient church or castle towers providing perfect galleries from which to applaud the performance below.

The storks were sorely missed when they abruptly disappeared somewhere in the north of Spain but another highlight of the avian variety was while eating my lunch in the shade of an olive bush, somewhere between Almaden and Monasterio, when I was thoroughly entertained for a full hour by a family of colorful European bee-eaters swooping for their own preferred cuisine in a never-ending dance of dazzling blue, yellow and red-brown flashes.

Being one of the less popular Camino routes I didn’t meet too many people but when I did they became the major highlights of the trip:

I met Joseph, mid-fifties, paunch, dark hair and thick moustache, over a few badly needed beers outside a small bar in Aljucen on a scorching hot afternoon. While chain smoking he would totally crack me up with his fast Galician accent but there was something mysterious and shifty about him – over the coming days he would just appear at strange times, as if out of nowhere. We’d hike a few times together and I would learn that his ‘real’ name was actually Ramon (or was it?) and he’d spend half the year working on an Argentinian fishing boat. Great guy but I wouldn’t buy a second hand car off him!

In the albergue in San Pedro de Rozados I met David who offered some of his pig cheek when he saw I wasn’t impressed with the tiny chicken drumsticks I’d ordered. We hiked the next day together to Salamanca, regaling stories from our pasts, our hopes and fears. He told me he was 71, although he seemed strangely ageless, and that he lived in the Findhorn Community, an eco-village in the north of Scotland – it wasn’t what he said so much as how he said it, the way he looked at me, as if he was peering into my very soul. I knew right then that I had to visit this Findhorn place. Indeed, they say the Camino’s are like that, where guiding lights will lead you onto new and unexpected paths.

Clemente was my soulmate. Of similar age and shaved heads we were totally in-tune even though we spoke different languages, communicating in single words, by using Google translate or waving our arms and making noises. We hiked many days together, sometimes in silence, always stopping for tortilla and expresso mid-morning and finishing the hike off with a very large late lunch washed down by copious amounts of red wine. One of my favorite memories was walking together in the rain, and without any prompting, we broke out into a rousing chorus of “I’m singing in the rain” with such enthusiasm -- me in English and Clemente in Spanish. We carried on like this for about 30 mins in pouring rain without a care in the world.

Silvia seemed to be in a rush with a purpose about her as she sped out of Salamanca in the early morning darkness like a ‘bat out of hell’. I was probably the only one around capable of catching her. She became my pace setter, almost at running speed. I did eventually catch up where I learned she was from Barcelona. I was thankful she spoke a little English, and she explained how the first couple of days of a long hike always served to remove the stress from her other life – by the third day she would start slowing down a bit.

Many people hike the Camino’s for the inner journey, being in no rush to reach any particular geographical destination. I spotted the young Korean about half-a-mile ahead, sitting on his rucksack in the middle of the footpath, watching the clouds, meditating and smoking a cigarette – he hadn’t moved an inch by the time I passed him where he barely even noticed me. Then there was the young Italian guy, unhurried, holding his roughly hewn staffs vertically and purposefully, one in each hand, planting each one down firmly with each very slow step. He’d ambled all the way across Spain like that – I never asked him how long it had taken him, but he didn’t care. And mustn’t forget the guy in his 80’s wearing traditional pilgrims attire, lugging his wheelie bag along a boggy footpath, unperturbed by the enormous hill that reared up in front of him. So how did he get to the bar in A.Gudina before us? Of course, it was the spirit of the Camino -- others had carried his bag over the hill for him…just like they did over the next few days too!

Most of these guys, who I would meet multiple times at different stages, were staying in the alburgues (bunkhouses with no fee, although the etiquette was to pay 10 euros per night) and carrying all their luggage. This all made me feel a tad guilty with my relatively posh accommodation and small day pack to carry. In retrospect, staying in alburgues is probably the best way to hike in Spain if you want to meet lots of interesting people -- as long as you can put up with the snoring. I did get invited to dinner a couple of times at their alburgues – one of these was in Tabara where Jose, the friendly yet eccentric manager and local author, passed around a selection of his home-brews; dangerous and probably illegal moonshine equivalents in dusty looking corked bottles. I’ve never tasted rocket fuel but if I had…

I was thrilled to be joined by Alex in Ourense and we caught up from where we last left off over the next four days en route to Ponte Vela. The highlight of this section was a visit to the 13th century Monasterio de Oseira. It had been raining hard so there were less than ten parishioners for their Sunday service, shivering and bedraggled. We were more than happy to have a chance to warm up when prompted by joining in the procession with the eight resident monks, doing circuits of the cloisters while Gregorian chanting, a pastime which originated in Galicia and which Clemente’s father was a well known local practitioner. As the voices from our small choir echoed around that vast, cold and damp interior, they seemed to resonate with something much deeper…something infinite.

As I stood before the enormous cathedral in Santiago de Compostela and considered the many weary pilgrims who’d ended their trek at this very same spot, I wondered whether, just like me, they’d considered that the real journey had only just begun.

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NUS Module Review (GEM) - GET1050 GER1000 GEQ1000

Hi! So here’s my first module review on the various General Education Modules (GEM) that I’ve taken so far :) currently I’m only a year two undergraduate at FASS in NUS, and I’ve only taken the ones allocated to me – GER1000, GEQ1000 and GET1050. (I have also taken GET1029 as a UE but since it is also philosophy introductory module, I’ll cover that in another review!)

As you may already know, all NUS students are required to clear the five pillars of GEM which are meant to enrich the student with different forms of thinking, knowledge and abilities beyond one’s own specialisation. The five pillars being Human Cultures (GEH), Asking Questions (GEQ), Quantitative Reasoning (GER), Singapore studies (GES) and Thinking and Expression (GET). *note that for Residential Colleges there might be replacement modules instead

Generally, all NUS undergraduates are allocated GER and GEQ and can choose from various modules from different faculties/majors to make up for the other pillars. For FASS students, however, we are allocated with GET1050 (previously GET1031A) which is computational reasoning.

For this review I’ll talk about what the module is about, the components that made up the grading and any relevant tips if I have any :) I wish to say that these are all my personal opinions and if you have any further questions, don’t hesitate to contact me!

GER1000 Quantitative Reasoning

GER1000 is a compulsory stats module for all NUS undergraduates. The module has a flipped classroom style which means that all lectures are based online. Students are required to watch and learn from the videos (which are pretty lengthy) before attempting the tutorial questions and online quizzes. The lecturers for the videos change accordingly to the topic and I had some difficulty understanding some of the videos due to their accents. Thankfully, there are slides and speakers’ notes provided so that helped for reference.

Tutorials are once every two weeks and I would suggest for one to attempt and complete the assigned tutorial work as tutorial participation and attendance make the final grade. In addition to online quizzes and tutorials participation/attendance, there is also a group project and final examination. For the group project, students are to choose from the various case studies provided and provide data analysis and present it in a ~10 mins presentation with Q&A. And, for those wondering, your groupmates are allocated so it all depends on your luck :/ For the final paper, it is a closed-book examination but there will be ample time for you to complete it as (if I remember correctly), it is 2 hours long with only 30+ MCQ.

Tip: Do take note that on NUSmods (which is a website NUS students generally use to view available modules/ lectures and tutorial slots/ plan their timetable in general) the module code for students taking it in hall is GER1000H. This “H” refers to hall, and NUSmods will show you the tutorial slots available within hall. Generally, I would advise students to go for tutorial slots within hall compound as it is definitely more convenient.

Also, ask around from your seniors if they have any past year papers for you to practise with for the final examination, except from some that are out of syllabus, the questions styles are usually repeated.

Generally, the bellcurve is pretty steep and many FASS students around me s/u this. However, don’t give up so easily! The group project and final exam can really help one do well as well :)

Taken in: AY2018/19 Sem 1

Final Grade: B

GEQ1000 Asking Questions

GEQ1000 is also a compulsory module for most NUS undergraduates. I’m not too sure on this but I think some of my friends from RC took some replacement modules instead of this. This module is a CS/U module which means it’s pass-fail by nature so it’ll contribute to one’s completed module credits but not one’s Cumulative Average Point (CAP). This is also quite a low-effort module so I would suggest for one to maximise this. Personally, I overloaded with another module so I could take advantage of this.

Similar to GER, GEQ1000 is also a flipped classroom style with online lectures. The module consists of lectures that spanned across the various majors. There was philosophy, user-design, computational thinking, economics, physics and engineering. The module introduces various methods of questioning, thinking and solving problems based on the differing approaches of the various disciplines. Students are encouraged to watch the lecture videos before going for the tutorials, which are once every two weeks. Tutorial participation and attendance contribute to your final grade. However, because there are SO many components and subcomponents, I didn’t really bother with active tutorial participation that much (on top of that, I had an 8am tutorial so I wasn’t really in the mood…)

Other than tutorial participation and attendance, there is online forum posting, online quizzes, wallet-designing assignment, origami folding exercise to be handed in during one of the tutorials and a final reflection paper. As this is a CS/U module, most people do not put in a lot of effort. And, there is really no need to if you’re tactical about sharing your precious time studying for your other modules. I’ve heard that some people would forgo e.g. the wallet designing assignment because they calculated and decided they can pass even without it.

Personally, I did not really think the tutorials were that interesting or critical in my understanding of the module. However, I genuinely enjoyed myself learning about the various topics that I wouldn’t usually be exposed to due to my faculty and major. So I guess, I’m thankful for knowing more about game theory/ pancake flipping and many more other theories which I haven’t come across before this.

Tip: Add “H” behind the module code to search for tutorial slots within your hall in NUSmods for your own convenience :)

Taken in: AY2018/19 Sem 2

Final Grade: S

GET1050 Computational Reasoning

The “GET” pillar is usually not allocated and students are free to choose a module of their choice to clear this pillar EXCEPT FASS students. As the name suggests, this module is about using computational methods of thinking to solve issues. And the million dollar question comes up – does it involve coding? – yes, yes it does and teaches us VBA (s a v e m e T.T). In case you’re panicking and shaking in your pants, don’t worry. Even though this sounds pretty much a nightmare for most arts students, this module (which is revised from the earlier GET1031A Computational Thinking) is catered for FASS students and designed by a philosophy lecturer. Even though I practically struggled through it, I can really tell the effort made to simplify what might be very daunting to arts students.

This module is very new – in fact, my batch is the first to take it. This also means that a lot of calibrating and adjustments were made to the grading components, assignments and even the lecture videos. One really remarkable point I have to make is that I really, genuinely appreciate the effort that the lecturer puts into this module and understanding the concerns of students. Jonathan, the lecturer, encourages all the 800 students enrolled in the module to send an introductory email to him for him to get to know us better. On top of that, students are required to do a pre-module survey for him to understand our level of ability regarding coding and whatnot. (He shared that most students replied that we had ZERO knowledge of it, which is sadly the truth) Moreover, he also had weekly clinic sessions to address queries face-to-face and a telegram group for the ease of communication among the students, TA, and himself. This is a true testament of a lecturer who tries his best at understanding the needs and issues of the students venturing on the unchartered terrain of computing/coding :’) very admirable

Not going to lie, this module was very helpful and really considered the general beginner status of many FASS students. This module also has online lecture videos and tutorials once every two weeks. The lecture videos were very helpful and the learning curve is pretty gradual. However, many students feedbacked that there was just too much work to be put into this supposedly level 1 module. The components included online quizzes, tutorial attendance and participation, forum posts, survey participation bonus, a group project with four checkpoints (aka submissions) and a final paper. PHEW…even writing it all down was serious business.

Generally, I was alright with most of the components. Online quizzes were once every two weeks, deadlines were also adjusted if Jonathan needed more time to produce and upload the lecture videos. Tutorials were very interesting and helpful in applying whatever we learnt in lectures to real-life situations that revealed moral/ethical issues regarding the mere use of computational thinking. Forum posts were kinda irritating as there PRE as well as POST forum posts that were graded very critically. But what really ticked me off was that the percentages for the various checkpoints were just too little for the amount of effort my groupmates and I had put in. Students are to choose from two datasets and provided with a dilemma to come up with various criteria/components to find the balance between maximising utility and fairness. In particular, for the final checkpoint, it was only 10% of the final grade, with 5% for the analysis and the other 5% for the presentation. However, the lecturer encouraged students to include skit, song, meme, VBA etc to score well. This was honestly – too much effort. My groupmates included certain elements to make our presentation more interesting but on hindsight, I don’t think I could be bothered with that 5%... Also, groupmates are allocated so it really depends on your luck again :’)

Despite it all, I really believe that I learn quite a lot from this module that is so unlike any other. Honestly, we are so used to believing that machines do not make any mistakes or that it is superior to mankind. But this module really brought about interesting ways of thinking about stereotypes, our prejudices, moral and ethical concerns regarding the dilemma of balancing fairness and maximising utility that machinery might not take into consideration. It also brings to light the importance of ARTS in a STEM-oriented world and the value of our disciplines in understanding and solving problems of the real world. I can still remember profoundly what Jonathan mentioned in the last tutorial – that he had a friend who missed out on a great career opportunity because he was not trained in coding :( and that he hopes that none of us would have to face this issue in the future.

Taken in: AY2019/20 Sem 1

Final Grade: B+

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Dana’s Korean Drama Favorites

Special thanks to the Bogum to my Taehyung, Jazzie Rivera, for ruining my life via KDramas

CHICAGO TYPEWRITER ( 시카고 타자기) From April to June 2017

Network: tvN

Number of episodes: 16

Cast: Yoo Ah In, Lim Soo Jung, Go Kyung Pyo, Kwak Si Yang, Joo Woo Jin, Yang Jin Sung

Kilig* Factor: Satisfactory. It’s there but not too in-your-face. Seju is just a total tsundere but it’s perfect because (spoiler?) it’s every fangirl’s dream to meet their idol and be able to peel back all their layers and see them for who they truly are. There’s just enough strain between them that makes you root for them but there’s also some solid, cute couple moments that I may or may not have re-watched because huhu when will I ever???

Drama Factor: SO. MUCH. ANGST. I LOVE IT. Since the plot revolves around a tragedy they can’t figure out, when more of the plot is revealed, there is so much upheaval of emotions on their part, which also affects the audience. Not too mention the main cast’s acting is no joke. Absolutely captivating. Every episode feels heavy loaded, especially the last parts. This drama made me tear up again and again because one, there’s just something about past lives that really getto me and two, the lines (thank Jin Soo Wan) and their delivery just hit home so hard.

Love Triangle Factor: This triumvirate’s affection for each other is the only Kdrama love triangle I will recognize. Their friendship is so special and it LITERALLY transcended lifetimes. The main cast’s chemistry is endearing like they’re all going through so much but they still have each other’s backs. And you know what, I love how Seol didn’t have to pick. I mean, she sort of did, but she didn’t really. Those two boys were both hers and they knew it. Sigh, now I want to be their friend.

Notes: it really isn’t a surprise that Chicago Typewriter is my favorite drama because the characters are writers/avid readers; there is a touch of supernatural in the plot which is always good in my books; there is amazing acting. I honestly couldn’t get over how well they did it (especially Ko Gyung Pyo who is now one of my favorites); there is a balance between sad and light scenes, all while letting the story progress; and there are really cute moments without it feeling like fan service. I just love this show. I finished it at 4 AM after no sleep and I was physically and emotionally exhausted but at the end, it made me want to sit down and write and work because that’s the kind of storytelling that I want the world to be filled; stories that make people want to claim their roles as heroes in their stories. And heroes they are, this unforgettable trio. The only thing unrealistic about this is that Seju lives in a mansion. Like, I get that he’s a writer and he’s famous, but a mansion? Really? That’s doubtful.

Rating: 10/10 (will watch again!!!)

*(The Filipino word“kilig” is untranslatable but the best description is“the feeling one gets when they experience something romantic” or“that heart fluttering feeling”; whichever suits your fancy.)

W: TWO WORLDS( 더블유) From July to September 2016

Network: MBC

Number of episodes: 16

Cast: Lee Jong Suk, Han Hyo Joo, Jong Eu Gene, Lee Tae Hwan, Park Won Sang, Cha Kwang Soo, Kim Eui Sung

Kilig Factor: Hyo Joo and Jong Suk have impeccable chemistry and Song Jae Jung (bless her heart) doesn’t let that go to waste. There were times when I would pause the episode just to let what I saw sink in. I thought,“HOW CAN TWO PEOPLE LOOK THIS CUTE???” Some scenes were so kilig, I almost cried. Sure, it was defo fan service for all us thirsty, lonely hoes, however, it is duly appreciated. Many times I would finish an episode and just want a boyfriend because dammit, Lee Jong Suk. Some moments are a little cringe-y when you think long and hard about whether really people do that, but I’m not complaining. I’m perfectly fine with it.

Drama Factor: Like all good dramas should, the endings that W episodes go through crush my heart. Ultimately, it was just begging for a happy ending. I didn’t think that a sci-fi/rom-com plot was capable of making me upset but I guess that’s the charm of W; that even with loss, confusion, mystery, yearning, and all those painful adjectives, you still sit tight and grip the seat to watch it all unfold. For me, W has one of the best endings ever, a satisfying close, like a sigh of relief. To be honest, when I think about W nowadays, there’s this phantom ache in my chest just because there were scenes when I just thought,“The writer did THAT.” So word of warning, watch with detachment and if not, just be careful.

Creativity Factor: In the span of 16 episodes, W managed to scissor multiple plots and be stitched together and still not confuse the hell out of me. I think that is a plus for creativity. More often than I expected, W’s story line felt different each time a problem began. It’s an absolute roller coaster with a bunch of tropes that sometimes it felt like watching a whole other show. I personally enjoy that. It felt like an adventure, although exhausting at that. But sometimes, it does do something ridiculous that reminds you, this isn’t real anyways but I forgive that for entertainment’s sake.

Notes: Not entirely a stunning show, but a unique and imaginative one. No other drama has quite left the same impression W did with me. This was the drama I recommended the most to people. It was about creation and art as well so that appealed to me. I love the bits where Song Moo would be sketching and whatever he did started translating to reality. That must’ve been hard to shoot so I commend the director as well. W also felt quick to watch as the plot moved without dawdling too much. It was quite unrealistic and intense but still, incomparable. As for the romance, Yeon Joo and Chul = OTP.

Rating: 9/10 (when will my life become a drama???)

GOBLIN: THE LONELY AND GREAT GOD ( 쓸쓸하고 찬란하神-도깨비) From December 2016 - January 2017

Network: tvN

Number of episodes: 16

Cast: Gong Yoo, Kim Go Eun, Lee Dong Wook, Yoo In Na, Yook Sung Jae

Kilig Factor: At first, I seriously didn’t like them because of the age difference and it was little weird that Eun Tak called him“ahjussi.” Later on, I got used to it and as their love story progressed, the more I got tangled with it. I absolutely can’t forget the part when it would rain and Eun Tak would cry hysterically and she had no clue why. That was such a powerful and poignant scene for me. Gong Yoo and Kim Go Eun are incredible actors. They could convey such deep emotions from their characters and still retain parts of that when they become quirky. With the Sunny/Grim Reaper pairing, it felt a little dragging and draining by the end, to be honest. However, there’s this certain yearning I can’t remove that I want them to end up together. I think their relationship boosted Goblin/Eun Tak’s by showing a contrast. The kind of drama with romantic scenes that made me squeal out loud.

Drama Factor:I think there were only a few episodes I didn’t shed a tear over. The writing has this fragrant poetry structure to it that just appeals so much to a hopeless romantic like me. I know people don’t talk that way in real life but there’s just a beauty with a good string of words that can support an otherwise mediocre scene. Also, a very, very good cast. There was a lot of crying but it didn’t feel overwhelming (for me) because of how it was delivered. I think Goblin is a show I would watch if I ever doubted the supreme lightness love can bring after a dreadful storm.

OST Factor: Unforgettable. There’s a reason that Goblin’s is one of the most famous. The roster of performers in that OST is unbelievable. It’s so well chosen, especially once it’s edited as the background for a certain scene. There’s also so much to choose from that the songs post-Goblin binge watching don’t feel sickening; more nostalgic than anything. The OST by itself captures the sweet sadness of Goblin’s story and that’s a pretty good feat for a musical score to achieve.

Notes: Goblin was the very first Korean drama that I’ve watched properly and voluntarily. I was just really curious at first but then the cinematography, the music, the acting of this show absolutely blew me away. I think I cried majority of the time because I couldn’t believe I was watching such a well written show with representation of people who looked like me! (Asians!!!) I think that like the show’s theme of first love for the 900 year old Goblin, this was the perfect drama to show me how great K-dramas have become, and maybe I’m being eye roll worthy but it felt a little like finding a first love. I have nothing but fondness over Goblin and its clever story full of fate and twists and childlike innocence amidst the dark past they all share. And loneliness is something that is so palpable to me and seeing it suited up like this, made my heart clench and have hope. It’s wonderful like that.

Rating: 15/10. Just watch it. It’s worth your time.

REPLY 1988 ( 응답하라 1988) From November 2015 - January 2016

Network: tvN

Number of episodes: 20

Cast: Hyeri, Ryoo Joon Yeol, Go Kyung Pyo, Park Bo Gum, Lee Dong Hwi, Sung Dong Il, Lee Il Hwa, Ryoo Hye Young, Choi Sung Won, Kim Sung Kyun, Ra Mi Ran, Ahn Jae Hong, Kim Sun Young, Yoo Jae Myung, Choi Moo Sung, Kim Sul, Lee Min Ji, Lee Se Young

Kilig Factor: Of course I know most people don’t fall in love with their neighbors that often but this one is an exception. Romantic love wasn’t the main theme for this show however it still came through. And yes, I may be super biased when it comes to Park Bo Gum and Go Kyung Pyo and yes, them just smiling can get me riled up already BUT the love triangle presented towards the end is pretty decent and the falling-back-in-love trope with two characters is realistic and enjoyable enough. I’ve never seen a character demonstrate that kind of attitude (fiercely and stubbornly choosing their career over a relationship) before so it was quite interesting for me. There were little moments where they would reveal that this character actually liked this character, or did this for this character that would just have me punching a pillow, kicking, and screaming because dammit, that’s cute. I think it could have been better though, but as Reply 1988 isn’t solely focused on that, it’s good enough.

Drama Factor: Okay, compared to Reply 1988, my crying in Goblin was a dripping faucet. This show had me bursting like a waterfall. It was in all those moments that felt real, so, so real, I couldn’t help but weep. It was superb how Lee Woo Jeong wrote this show with tenderhearted conversations and the absolute unfairness of life that everybody can relate to and have such an awesome cast enact it in the messy times of the 80′s and translate into something a girl like me could deeply feel. Towards the end, I cried at every episode (there was always just something that hit me so much!) and it was the kind that would start as a sob and just progress then on. Inside Reply 1988were lessons and experiences that everybody has felt or will feel or is trying to forget that universally is the same but in a different packaging. This show, to me, is the epitome of a Korean drama, unashamed and so emotional.

Food Factor: To be honest, there were far too many times Reply 1988 made me hungry. From clams to ramyun to kimchi pancakes to fish-shaped bread, they ate everything. I do appreciate it though because it exposed what Korean culture is like and how families have a good meal with each other as an act of love. I find the putting-meat/egg/vegetable/whatever-into-someone’s-bowl gesture as a unique and simple way of saying you favor someone. I also saw how important food is with the plot because as they go through changes, their food changed! When they were poor, they complained about side dishes. When they got older, the food they ate became different. When something good happens, there’s a whole feast. When watching this show, beware of the scrumptious dishes. I’m still looking for tteokbokki these days.

Notes: First of all, the set design team is amazing. I didn’t feel the whole Ssamundong late 80′s vibe at first but then it felt a little like home after so many hours of looking at it. There’s a lot of things I want to complain about this show, especially how it didn’t resolve properly. There were so many things left hanging! So many relationships unexplored! So many people’s endings swept aside! I didn’t feel like it got the ending it deserved. However, this was such a heartwarming drama. I haven’t seen such a raw presentation of this kind of suburban city life anywhere and it was familiar to me. I also loved how in an episode, things will happen and at the end, there was actually one unifying theme for all of that. I can say nothing more about Reply 1988 other than it did feel like I was growing up with these kids and I was part of their rag-tag bundle of troublemakers. That’s the most important part, I think, to have your audience feel like they were a part of it all. It means art has done its job well.

Rating: 7/10. A little disappointing but still great.

(this took me forever to make but it was fun. i might make a part two. maybe...)

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Review on Math and English learning programs in India

I have been looking for additional support for my 7th grade child in Mathematics and English areas for past couple of years. I have checked with few friends and searched on Internet, there is overwhelming information on online/offline tuition, worksheets, online learning program options. Hence, I decided to summarize my findings to work as ready reckoner for other parents who are in similar pursuit.

First, I would like to differentiate between metal math and general learning programs. Mental math methods use Abacus, Vedic math concepts and enables child to perform memory based arithmetic calculations with speed. These methods help children to prepare for competitive exams and time bound tests. Whereas general learning programs emphasize on building strong concepts, foundation instead of memorization. These programs are in line with classroom curriculum (CBSE/ ICSE) and use colourful pictures, simulation videos and other material to explain math concepts. I continued my research for general learning programs.

There are several programs available for math learning only. Only few vendors are offering both math and English reading learning programs. It all depends on the child either requiring instructor led or self-learning program. Most important thing is constant monitoring, support from parent is required for making their child successful. Parents can’t just leave to teachers, learning modules. Parents are best judges to select appropriate learning program for their child. All the below programs that I reviewed are online based and would require a laptop/desktop with Internet facility.

Cuemath

www.cuemath.com

This is franchise model. You can find local teacher available in your neighbourhood in Cuemath website. Ideally designed for in-person training, but in recent days the teaching converted to online. There are two classes per week, each 60 mins conducted by dedicated teacher. Math material is custom made my Cuemath and aligned with CBSE, ICSE syllabus. The class is conducted on company’s website based on Leap platform. Typical class size is 1:6

Math Pricing: 2500/- per month

Reading Pricing: Program not available

Mathjunior

www.mathjunior.in

This platform offers courses in Abacus, Art & Craft, Coding, Robotics, Vedic Math, General Math and Olympiad.

Vedic Math Pricing: 3,500/- for 3 months

General Math Pricing: 2,400/- for 3 months

Reading Pricing: Program not available

Whitehatjr

www.whitehatjr.com

This platform offers full year math program for Grade 1 to 8. Classes are conducted online spanning the year covering 52 classes in 37 weeks.

Math Pricing: 34,000/- (for full year for each grade from 1 to 8)

Reading Pricing: Program not available

This company specialized in offering programming, coding, animation, game development programs to children.

Mindspark

https://get.mindspark.in/index.php

Mindspark offers math and English reading programs. These courses are online, adaptive learning platform based and aligned to CBSE, ICSE, IGCSE curriculum. Students need to spend minimum of 2 hours per week per subject. Online session is conducted for 90 mins/day for Math, and 60 mins/day for English. The courses are designed self-regulated and weekly reports are sent to parents, teachers. This company was mentioned in MIT’s J-PAL research papers, Harvard Business school case study, The Economist’s column and received IDA award for best product of the year in 2018.

Math Pricing: 4,999/- (for each grade from 1 to 10, 12 months subscription)

English Reading pricing: 2,499/- (for each grade from 4 to 9, 12 months subscription)a

Khan academy

www.khanacademy.org

It is a non-profit educational organization that delivers unlined video tutorials as well as collaborative exercises. The videos, articles, practice questions on various subjects available on this portal are completely free. The child can register on the website sign up for current grade and select areas of subjects for learning such as Math, English, Environmental science, coding etc. The relevant student profile with video learning material, practice sessions, quizzes are created in the profile and learning progress is tracked.

Math Pricing: Free

English Reading Pricing: Free

Classk12

www.in.classk12.com

This portal offers fun and interactive Math and English personalized learning program. The syllabus covers CBSE, ICSE, IB and State board curriculum. Online material is available for KG to 5th grade. Student can register in the portal, sign up for his current class and there is math and English learning plan created with series of tests, percentage progress indication. As student makes progress with online tests they are awarded points. The graphics, sounds and interface is very simple, attractive and keep student engaging

Math & English Pricing: 76/- per year (Parent and 5 children). Material available for KG to 5th grade

Edugain

www.in.edugain.com

Online practice and tests area available for Class 1 to 10. The preparatory material is helpful for competitive exams such as SAT, IMO, Navodaya Vidyalaya, SEAMO, NTSE-Maths and Olympiad etc

Math Pricing: Free

English Reading Pricing: Program not available

Globalsiksha

www.globalsiksha.com

The website hosts children skill assessment tests online for grades LKG to 6th in Math, English, EVS areas. Students can practice over thousands of questions before taking assessments.

Printed Worksheets: UKG to 5th class - Each class kit (Math 100 sheets, English 100 sheets, EVS 80 sheets) - 1599/- Kid's Assessment Tests: Nursery to Class 6 Math, English, EVS. For each Grade 1 year Course 1500/-

Animated Video Kit: 2999/- for each class with 1 yr validity

Conclusion

Upon review of available learning platforms, I decided to register and start with Classk12 and Khanacademy programs which offer both Math and English reading programs. As my child gets to daily routine with computer usage, learning material and assessments, I plan to sign up for Mindspark learning program.

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Avocado Chicken Burgers

These Avocado Chicken Burgers are an easy weeknight dinner in the oven or on the grill. This recipe is gluten-free, paleo and can easily be made ahead of time during food prep.

*Originally published April 2016*

Hi friends!

Let’s talk about these burgers, shall we? I’m not typically a huge burger lover. I make them for hubby, but I usually choose to eat something else…and I rarely order them at a restaurant. But these chicken burgers are pretty much my new favorite meal. I’ve made them 4 times in the past two weeks, and last week when hubby was out of town, I literally ate them for lunch and dinner for 3 days in a row. And I’m still not sick of them!

Like most burger recipes, they’re super easy to make. I usually make mine in the oven just so I don’t have to deal with the grill, but you could easily grill them.

Avocado Chicken Burgers

So here’s how you make them:

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Avocado Chicken Burgers

These Avocado Chicken Burgers are an easy weeknight dinner in the oven or on the grill. This recipe is gluten-free, paleo and can easily be made ahead of time during food prep.

Prep Time: 5 minutes

Cook Time: 20 minutes

Total Time: 25 minutes

Yield: 6 burgers

Ingredients

1 pound ground chicken

1 medium avocado, diced

2 tsp fresh ginger (i use the paste)

2 Tbsp cilantro, minced (optional)

1/2 cup chopped green onions

1 serrano pepper, minced (optional)

1.5 tsp all-purpose salt-free seasoning (I use McCormicks)

Instructions

Combine all ingredients in a large bowl.

Mix well with your hands and form into 6 burgers.

Place on a baking sheet lined with parchment paper.

Bake at 400 degrees for 20 minutes, flipping once.

Option 2 – you could through these on the grill

Notes

You can sub turkey for chicken if you want to!

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One Draycott Condo

One Draycott Condo

One Draycott is a High Anticipated Freehold Development in prime district 10 near to Draycott Park.

One Draycott popularly known as Draycott park, was entirely sold to Champs worth development, which has later sold its 50 % to Selangor Dredging at a price tag of 72 million in the mid of 2017.

One Draycott offers a price per plot ratio of S$1,787 each sq ft. One Draycott apartment consists of 36 residential which involves 2 -3 bedrooms, with dual key units which are also available but in rare vicinity.

There are some extraordinary properties which are prepared throughout the development with sky decks and swimming pools.

The new developmental project is expected to range from S$ 2,700 to S$ 2,800 per sq ft.

The residential area is specially made for personal use which generally shows the chances of redevelopment of the building at a 36 storeys height range.

One Draycott is a wonderful residence one can think of living into the place.

It is surrounded by Ardmore Ark and Claymore hill and has various entertainment and social hub like American club, Tanglin Club and, Goodwood Park.

With its closeness to Orchard Road, One Draycott is just few block away from the city’s main entertainment and shopping area, it is also bundled with lushly landscape gardens.

The residents can also enjoy the Orchard road city skyline along with Marina Bay as scenery, within the residential enclave of Singapore.

One Draycott comes with a doorman facility which booms its development as a lifestyle development.

All the sections of One Draycott come with quality fittings and furnishing, a well designed apartment waits for you and your family.

Details regarding development of One Draycott

Developed by- Selangor DregingBerhad (Champsworth Development Pte Ltd) Tenure: Freehold Location Address: District- 10, 1 Draycott Park, Singapore259385 Apartment Details 2 Bedroom and a Private Lift Lobby Number of apartments: 36 Exclusive Apartments No. of Blocks: 1 Block Number of Levels: 36 Levels Car Parking Lots: 64 car lots | 2 handicap lots |12 bicycle lots|4Motorcycle lots AnticipatedTOP Date: 6 Sept, 2022 Area of Site: 17,442 sq ft Lan Bidding Price $2,490,000 Architect: CarverHaggard Ltd

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One Draycott Location

The One Draycott is 5-7 Mins of Driving distance away from the Nearest CTE via the Balmoral Rd.

One Draycott is one of the best ranking residential property which offers good living in the luxurious residence that is situated in the heart of Singapore with close proximity to Orchard road, with 3 MRT stations and all other amenities.

The One Draycott is located in the lush green field of the One Draycott Parks, in the prime District One0 of Singapore. It is located in the middle of the city and therefore, people who will be living in this property will not be faced any sort of problem regarding anything. The image from the google map shows the location of the One Draycott:

The above picture shows various building and blocks near the One Draycott, as it located in located pin the prominent part of the city.

One Draycott is located walkable distance away from the Newton MRT Station and requires only One0 mins to reach through bus journey.

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The One Draycott is 5-7 Mins of Driving distance away from the Nearest CTE via the Balmoral Rd.

The PIE is 4.5 Km away from One Draycott and can be reached after 6 Mins of Driving from the One Draycott via Thomson Rd.

One Draycott Developer

One Draycott is developed by Champsworth Development Pte Ltd, which is a trustworthy Selangor Dredging Berhad.

One Draycott is a new plot which is located in One Draycott Park.

The development consist of 64 residential units of 2 bedroom apartment along with a single tower, all of which are of them are designed to meet the need of large and small families.

The selected apartment will also have a dual key function which will also have a dual functioning key allowing the apartment homes to rent their space without having to worry about the loss of privacy.

The residences of One Draycott will never face any sort of lack as the development is filled with an assortment of facilities where one can easily entertain in that place.

There are children parks available near to One Draycott which act as an entertainment ground for the children living in the residence.

The residents will also be able to organize a family get-together to enjoy the beautiful evening of barbeque food with the outdoor barbeque pits at their service.

Fitness freaks will also be able to complete their daily workout at the indoor gym and Lap pool.

Moreover that residents will also be able to access the view of the Orchard Road City Skyline with the Marina Bay as a backdrop, from the luxury of their apartments.

One Draycott is just a minute drive away from Newton MRT station, Orchard MRT station.

It also provides the residents with an easy access to other parts of the island.

The development is also well connected to major expressway allowing the residents to get access to various parts of the island with great ease.

With such types of attractive connectivity One Draycott is the embodiment of conveniences.

Project related news

The developer of One Draycott is Selangor Dredging Berhad, which recently purchased a freehold site in 1 Draycott Park in collaboration with Champsworth Development Pte Ltd.

He owned the 50 percent share in the District 10 area and brought it for a price of $72 million.

For the couples who want to purchase a plot in Singapore can invest around $1800 (psf ppr) for leading an amazing life in the luxurious residential area of One Draycott.

The deal that was brokered by Savills Singapore approximated the breakeven price for the new development in between $2,700 and $ 2,800 psf determined by the quality of the last product.

A seven-storey building was there on the site which was built in the year 1990s.

The building has eight apartments varying from 860sq.ft to 6,200 sq ft.

The site was meant for residential area with a plot ratio of 2.8. The buildings in the site can again be re-build with a height of 36 storeys.

The site is located in the residential area of Ardmore Ark & Claymore that is near to Goodwood Park Hotel, American Club and Tanglin club.

Orchard Road is a walking distance from 1 Draycott. 70 percent of the property and its development will be funded by bank borrowing and internal funding.

In December last year, developer Selangor Dredging brought a freehold land of 31,705 sqft from National Aerated Water Company for $47 million.

One Draycott Amenities

One Draycott is going to give you the best facilities that you are searching for which includes all the stunning and luxurious pieces of real estate to live in.

The transportation facilities are easy to access as Newton MRT and Orchard MRT stations are within a range of 1 km.

More over many essential and luxurious medical facilities, shopping centers and clubs are also readily available.

Even if someone is looking to admit their young ones in a renowned educational centre, they don’t have to worry as Etonhouse International, International Singapore School, Saint Joseph Institute, AXA University and many more are nearby One Draycott.

Amenity Distance (If Travelling through Car) TRANSPORTATION Orchard MRT Station 4 Mins Newton MRT Station One0 Mins SHOPPING Far East Plaza 3 Mins Shaw Centre 4 Mins Tanglin Shopping Mall 6 Mins Tangs Plaza 3 Mins ION Orchard Mall 4 Mins Takashimaya 4 Mins The Paragon 5 Mins EDUCATION Raffles Girl’s School One Min Etonhouse InternationalSchool 7 Mins AXA University 4 Mins Singapore School (ISS) One6 Mins Anglo Chinese School (Junior) 7 Mins Saint Joseph’s Institution 5 Mins CLUBS/ASSOCIATION The Tanglin’s Club One Mins American Club One Mins Japan CreativeCentre 8 Mins Raffle’s Town Club 6 Mins HOSPITALS Mount Elizabeth Medical Centre 6 Mins Mount Elizabeth Hospital 5 Mins Gleneagles Hospital 8 Mins

Enjoy the popular view of NTUC FairPrice Supermarket at One Draycott

Cold Storage Serangoon Central is a fruit shop located near One Draycott

East Plaza is a shopping mall located in the heart of Orchard Road near One Draycott

Take the experience of Ion Orchard Mall near One Draycott

Another place located near the One Draycott is the Hualong Fish Head Steamboat, which is popular for its signature dish- Charcoal Fish Head Steamboat.

All the people who would live in the One Draycott will be walking distance away from the Newton MRT station.

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One Draycott Investment Opportunities

One Draycott is one of the top-ranking residential properties and is located at the heart of the Singapore. It is located near the Orchard Road and the MRT station, which is within the walking distance; and has all the required amenities near it. The main amenities near the property are well recognized schools & university like International Singapore School, Raffles Girls School,Etonhouse International School, Chatsworth International School and the AXA University; and Hospitals like- Mount Elizabeth,Paragon andGleneagles. The architecture of One Draycott is beautiful and the artwork in the property is done by the extraordinary artists Anna and David Hiscock, which is just beautiful. Due to all the luxury and the amenities, that are provided by the One Draycott, it is the anticipated to be one of the most sought-after property.

One Draycott Schools

World class medical centers and hospitals such as Paragon, Gleneagles, and the Mount Elizabeth are just few miles away, whereas top graded educational institutes such as International Singapore School, Raffles Girl School, Chatsworth International School, AXA University and Etonhouse International School are nearby.

If you have children and want to enroll them into a good school near yourhome, then One Draycott is the place for you, as it is located near various world class schools.

EDUCATION Raffles Girl’s School One Min Etonhouse InternationalSchool 7 Mins AXA University 4 Mins Singapore School (ISS) One6 Mins Anglo Chinese School (Junior) 7 Mins Saint Joseph’s Institution 5 Mins

The one Draycott is located near Anglo Chinese Primary school.

The One Draycott is walkable distance away from the River Valley Primary School.

Singapore Chinese Girls’ Primary School is an international school, which is located near the One Draycott residence.

St. Joseph’s International Schools is also located at the vicinity of the One Draycott.

One Draycott Facilities

The view of sky touching buildings from the apartment is simply fascinating.

The verandah at One Draycott has enough space and there’s greenery all around in order to soothe your eyes.

The swimming pool is built in the housing development is spacious and has state of the art facilities.

The one Draycott apartments have beautiful living room attached to a balcony.

The beautiful kitchen of the 1 Draycott, which has all the facilities that you would require while cooking food.

An entrance to a beautiful tall building apartment of One Draycott.

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One Draycott Price

The One Draycott has 2 Bedroom apartments and the starting amount of the flats is $2.6 Million.

Land Bidding Price:

The Land Bidding Price of One Draycott is S$2,490,000.

He owned the 50 percent share in the District 10 area and brought it for a price of $72 million.

For the couples who want to purchase a plot in Singapore can invest around $1800 (psf ppr) for leading an amazing life in the luxurious residential area of One Draycott.

The deal that was brokered by Savills Singapore approximated the breakeven price for the new development in between $2,700 and $ 2,800 psf determined by the quality of the last product.

A seven-storey building was there on the site which was built in the year 1990s.

The building has eight apartments varying from 860sq.ft to 6,200 sq ft.

The site was meant for residential area with a plot ratio of 2.8. The buildings in the site can again be re-build with a height of 36 storeys.

The site is located in the residential area of Ardmore Ark & Claymore that is near to Goodwood Park Hotel, American Club and Tanglin club.

Orchard Road is a walking distance from 1 Draycott. 70 percent of the property and its development will be funded by bank borrowing and internal funding.

In December last year, developer Selangor Dredging brought a freehold land of 31,705 sqft from National Aerated Water Company for $47 million.

One Draycott Review

Rating for Location

In terms of location, One Draycott is located in the most beautiful place; one will ever want to live in. It is surrounded by beautiful vegetation. The one Draycott is also located in the middle of a happening city; therefore, all the residents will not face any kind of problem and can live according to their lifestyle. Though, the one Draycott is located within the city, it is not influenced by the crowdies and noise of the city and its residents can live a peaceful life in their apartment.Due to all these reasons we will be giving One Draycott “5 stars out of 5” for its location.

Rating for Pricing

In terms of price, the One Draycott is slightly expensive, BUT IN COMPARISON to the luxury and beauty that it offers to its residents, it’s worth it. Therefore, we will be giving One Draycott, “4.5 Stars out of 5” for its pricing.

Rating for Quality

The One Draycott has been developed by Selangor Dredging, designed by Carver Haggard and its artwork is done by Anna and David Hiscock. Due to the effort of all these people, the One Draycott looks beautiful and is well designed. In terms of Quality, we will be giving, One Draycott “4.5 stars out of 5”.

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Ramblings: Schneider Wins! Plus Thoughts on Schenn, Matthews, and more…

Before we get into Friday’s games, some follow up from comments from Friday’s Ramblings:

After Auston Matthews scored his 100th goal, there were many mentions from various media about how few games he was able to complete that milestone in (187). However, does Matthews become a Band-Aid Boy Trainee this offseason? He lost 20 games to injury last season and 14 this season after playing a full 82 games in his first season. He’s got a long ways to go before he’s as notorious for injuries as Evgeni Malkin, but I’ll acknowledge that it’s something to keep an eye on.

Back to the other side of the coin: Since his rookie 2016-17 season, Matthews has the fifth-highest goal total (101) among all players. Among the four players ahead of him, only Alex Ovechkin has a higher goals-per-game total than Matthews, and the margin is miniscule. Matthews’ fantasy value will be elite if he can stay healthy.

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Brayden Schenn has zero shots on goal in his last four games. That may appear to be cause for concern when you consider who his linemates are. However, Schenn has four assists over his last four games, so he’s obviously passing the puck to Vladimir Tarasenko and Ryan O’Reilly. As mentioned yesterday, Schenn has ten points in last eight games playing on the Tarasenko/O’Reilly line. Moreover, Tarasenko has nearly double the amount of shots (196) that Schenn has (103). Tarasenko averages nearly 300 shots per season while Schenn has taken over 200 shots in a season just once. The last four games might be an extreme example, but this might tell you what to expect from Schenn if he stays on that line.

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Good news about John Klingberg, after he left Thursday’s game against Tampa Bay after blocking a shot with his left leg:

John Klingberg is good to go for Saturday in Carolina after missing last 14 mins of game in Tampa and having x-rays after blocking shot

— Sean Shapiro (@seanshapiro) February 15, 2019

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Jeff Skinner scored his 35th and 36th goals of the season, which turned out to be the Sabres’ only two goals in a 6-2 loss to the Rangers. In just 57 games played, Skinner is just one goal shy of his career high of 37 goals, and he figures to surpass that career high while in a Sabres’ uniform. According to Pierre LeBrun, the Sabres and Skinner are focused on agreeing to a contract extension. Skinner also has a full no-move, so at this point it seems unlikely that he is traded before the deadline.

In a winning cause, Vladislav Namestnikov scored two goals and added an assist with a plus-3 for the Blueshirts. Vlad was held without a point in his last 10 games and recorded just a single point (an assist) in his last 20 games. His fantasy value has taken a huge nosedive since being traded from Tampa Bay to New York, which are teams that are at opposite ends of the scale when it comes to offense. However, that could also change for the better if Namestnikov is traded again at the deadline. Speaking of which, you can check out our Trade Tracker for a list of trades made over the past month.

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Curtis McElhinney stopped 40 of 41 shots he faced in the Hurricanes’ 3-1 win over the Oilers. McElhinney has now won four consecutive games while allowing seven goals over that span (five in one game). Who knew that a 35-year-old career backup could be such a strong fantasy asset, but when he’s been healthy McElhinney has been a must-start in fantasy leagues. In limited action as Toronto’s backup (18 GP) last season, McElhinney posted standout numbers (2.14 GAA, .934 SV%), so maybe this is less of a surprise than we thought.

Nino Niederreiter scored another two goals on Friday, giving him eight goals and 12 points in 12 games since joining the Hurricanes. El Nino had scored just nine goals in 46 games for the Wild before that. A regression will come, but sometimes a trade can perform wonders for a player’s value. Having a playmaker as skilled as Sebastian Aho has helped, as Niederreiter’s shots-per-game total has doubled since the trade (3.83 SOG/GP in Carolina vs. 1.76 SOG/GP in Minnesota).

Leon Draisaitl scored again, giving him 34 goals on the season. Only the aforementioned Skinner and Ovechkin have a higher goal total. He’s scored ten goals over his last nine games. In fact, he’s the only hot goal scorer on the Oilers at the moment.

Oilers last 5 1/3 games:

Leon Draisaitl: 7 goals Entire rest of team: 6 goals

— Bruce McCurdy (@BruceMcCurdy) February 16, 2019

The latest on Jesse Puljujarvi, who was held to less than 10 minutes of icetime on Friday:

Another soul-crushing night passed for Jesse Puljujarvi, untrusted, unused and unimproved.@SportsnetSpec has the story:https://t.co/FZvKsLeyve

— Sportsnet (@Sportsnet) February 16, 2019

My takeaway after reading this is that Puljujarvi will be playing in a city other than Edmonton very soon, one way or another. We know he could very well be traded soon, which would be a trade that the Oilers are destined to lose for a variety of reasons. So the Oilers’ better option would be to send him back down to their AHL team, which is performing amazingly well right now. Young players need playing time, and if the Oilers can’t trust him enough in their so-called push for the playoffs, then rebuild his confidence down on the farm.

BREAKING NEWS, at least as I type this: The Flyers and Oilers have made a goalie swap, with the Flyers acquiring Cam Talbot from the Oilers for Anthony Stolarz. I’ll cover this in a fantasy take article shortly – I just have to get through this Ramblings first. Okay?

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When two of my goalies face each other, my strategy is to start them both, even though I have an idea of which goalie is more likely to earn a win. I do this to hedge against making the wrong pick while usually guaranteeing myself a win. Usually. That didn’t happen on Friday, when I started both Devan Dubnyk and Keith Kinkaid (who lately I’ve been keeping on my bench, but started for this reason).

Sure enough, Kinkaid was pulled in the second period after allowing four goals on 17 shots. At that point, the Wild had a 4-1 lead, but they coughed up that lead and eventually lost in overtime. Cory Schneider, who came on in relief, stopped all 15 shots he faced to earn the win. Yes, this was his first win since December 27, 2017 (0-17-4 since then), and in a game that he didn’t even start. Good for Schneider, though. Maybe he’ll start to turn things around now that he’s got that monkey off his back. He’ll be given every opportunity to do that, since he’s the goalie with the long-term contract in Jersey.

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Could the Bruins’ goalie situation be a timeshare again? Well… they have played three back-to-backs in the past week and a half, but Tuukka Rask and Jaroslav Halak have alternated over the last six games. Halak got the job done on Friday, stopping all 30 shots he faced on Friday against a lackluster Ducks’ squad. Not to worry, Rask owners, as there will be Tuukka time on Saturday night against the Kings. For more goalie starts, don’t forget to check out Goalie Post.

Speaking of the Ducks, I forgot to mention this during my Randy Carlyle eulogy. One contract that Bob Murray probably wishes he could have back is Ryan Kesler. He’s got three more seasons after this one at nearly $7 million per, and he has put up an anemic six points in 49 games. Kesler already had a ton of wear and tear when he signed that extension with the Ducks, and they managed to get one good year out of that contract (two good years with the Ducks before that). I can’t see this contract lasting until the end.

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from All About Sports https://dobberhockey.com/hockey-rambling/ramblings-schneider-wins-plus-thoughts-on-schenn-matthews-and-more/

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Nottingham Bound

I’ve been successfully living in Nottingham, England for about 2 weeks and really starting to get the hang of UK life! But first let’s rewind to my departure date on Tuesday, September 19th…my lovely parents and I woke up bright and early and departed to Tampa airport around 9am for my first flight TPA to ATL where we hurriedly hugged goodbye for as long as we could in the drop off area. My mom helped me wheel in my absurd amount of luggage to check my bags then I was on my own! I breezed through security and hung out at the gate anxiously watching the screen for a seat to be assigned to me (those of you who have never flown standby don’t know the torment of wondering “Will I make it on this flight?!”. Prior to boarding I was assigned a seat (a middle seat but luckily, it’s a short flight) and started in on my current read, “What Happened” by Hillary Clinton, for a majority of the flight.

Upon arrival in ATL I knew I had time to kill prior to my connection to Heathrow so I made my way toward Gate E and F where international flights leave. After a successful flight I figured I deserved a drink so I sat down at the Piano Bar in the food court area and ordered an overpriced glass of Sauvignon Blanc. While sipping my wine a girl who I presumed was a few years younger than me sat down a seat away from me and asked if the seat was taken. I replied no, go ahead and sit down and we got to talking. Turns out she was heading to Madrid, Spain! My home-away-from-home, what a nice little coincidence. She said she would be flying in and out of Madrid and traveling all over Spain for a span of about a month. I couldn’t wait to give her some tips of what to see and she asked for restaurant recommendations so I recommended La Rollerie which is a cute café where I ate almost every day during my first week located right in Puerta del Sol right in the heart of Madrid! I also told her about how some museums do discounted entry on Thursday evenings. Then I finished my wine, wished her luck and headed to grab a bite to eat and go to my gate.

When I got to Gate F5 there was no one in sight because I was so early so I plopped my stuff down, snacked on my veg subway sandwich and anxiously waited for my departure. Last time I left the country I talked to my sister Shelyah who calmed my nerves by saying how proud she was of me and that she believed I would be very successful and this time I talked to my sister Maddie. We talked about our days, reminisced a little, and talked about her coming to visit me in England. By this time people had gathered at the gate and the gate agents called my name to come up to the desk. When I went up to the desk I found out I was upgraded to first class! (One of my flight attendant friends told me first class seats cost $8k… holy crap). I was flying overseas in style! As I boarded I sat down and was immediately offered champagne which I humbly accepted 😉 The rest of the flight was pretty relaxing. We departed the east coast around 6pm and were set to arrive in London at 7am local time. During the flight I watched movies, listened to music, tried to sleep (which is difficult to do even in the fully reclining seats in first class), and of course ate and drank lots of yummy food and alcoholic bevvies. Landing in London was smooth and we were served breakfast but I was exhausted because I had slept about 2 hours during the flight.

Customs was an absolutely ridiculous experience because they herded all the students like cattle into a blob of a line which took probably just short of 2 hours to wait in but I met a nice undergrad student who was from Malaysia. He told me when he went to New York and was unfortunately one of the detainees at the airport after Trump’s inauguration. He said they held him for 9 hours, took his phone, and didn’t really tell him what was going on. He said he was relieved to be released and able to call his family and even in spite of that he enjoyed his time in the states. I apologized on behalf of all Americans who didn’t vote for Trump (and the ones who did) and explained I was glad to leave the country for a year to escape the divided country America had become in recent years. After finally making it through customs and grabbing a cart to collect all my bags I decided to head toward the underground. It felt like I walked about 2 miles through the Heathrow airport with my stupid and heavy luggage cart until I realized riding the underground would be nearly impossible with all my luggage and being tired and cranky I decided to bite the bullet and see how much a taxi would be to get me to the St. Pancras train station where I had booked a train ticket to take me to Nottingham. Since I didn’t have a signal on my phone to call an uber - I didn’t have many other options. The taxi driver said it would cost me 80 pounds ($110) and be an hour and 15 min ride. I agreed and just put it on my credit card...ouch. I fought sleep the entire ride to the train station and then awkwardly struggled to drag all my luggage inside. I got directions from a nice policeman to the correct platform and there was wifi in the waiting area so I texted my landlord Sarah that I was in London. She said she would pick me up at the train station in Notts and bring me to my flat. All of this went as planned and when I finally got on the train I passed out dead asleep only to be awakened 15 minutes later by the ticket checker poking me…*Ticket please*… Oh here you go I said and then went back to sleep. Nottingham was the last stop on the train and when I unloaded everything I only had to wait a few minutes before Sarah arrived. The drive was quick to my flat which is in a small gated community of brick flats which mainly house students. Since I was the first one to arrive she let me have my pick of the girls’ rooms and I chose the biggest one 😊

The next day I decided to walk to campus for international student induction and random errands I needed to run. My first day was a HOT. MESS. I literally walked 10 miles trying to find my way from home to both campuses. Even using Google Maps and a campus map was confusing because some buildings have the same names. After getting good and sweaty, asking for directions umpteen times, and finally getting cash out so I was able to take the bus home later I actually made some progress on the errands I needed to accomplish which was picking up my Student ID card, BRP card (local English ID confirming visa status), and a schedule of events on campus.

A few days later my roommates started moving in (3 guys and 2 other girls). Mattia was the first to move in, he is Italian. Then Fran (English girl), Tom (English guy), and Max (German guy). And finally, Lauren (English girl). All of us get along very well so far and even ran some errands together to get some things for our bedrooms to feel more at home. I got “fairy lights” (which are just fancier named Christmas lights), a small purple lamp, and paper lantern to cover the naked lightbulb hanging from my ceiling. My room is pretty cozy now and even better that we have heat! All of us roomies get along very well and just had a successful“movie” night where I invited my course mates over and my flatmates joined us for pizza, wine, and snacks in our lounge. It was loads of fun and we all got along well with each other!

P.s. I booked my first adventure to Berlin, Germany on Nov 3-6 and some of my friends are planning to come too! Very excited to have a few getaways during my year abroad!

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Exodus 39

Alas, the cunning work of the KJV is so expressive. But it doesn't fit my concordance rules. I have already so compromised the common words for movement - go walk come enter etc, that I don't want to do a similar compromise with words for doing, making, construction, etc. So how does one describe the weaving (already used gloss somewhere else) and the clear sense that this is a form of art with words likedo and device? Stretch. JB has the idea of damask,"a figured woven fabric with a pattern visible on both sides, typically used for table linen and upholstery". Whole bunches of suggestions in that sentence. Plenty of glosses I have not yet used. But the myriad possibilities will be delayed till the next time I read this section and create some poetry, if ever. Perhaps someone else will love the text as others have done and use art to alleviate the perceived violence in this canon. The difficulty is that all the inventiveness in English will belie the mundane common words in Hebrew and create artificial hapaxes in the host language. O well, ... So be it. I have a few other problems. Sometimes I wonder if the puzzle is getting away from me, like an Escher staircase or a puzzle that will not lie flat on the surface. Perhaps it is even a self-portrait. I chuckled at a misread pun in verse 43. The use of its in this chapter is questionable, mostly everything ishers that is made so most of the its are hers, except verses 35, 36, 39 where they are allhis. The dwelling of the Mystery is in the female. But the Mystery is male. But in verse 23 one can read אתה as you rather than the את with an enclitic female pronoun ה. And behold they had made you.The computer was wrong of course. One of my problems as noted above has to do with the pervasive word עשהdo/make/undertake. And other possible glosses. (I have far worse problems than this but unrelated to translation, except that everything is related to our internal enemies. They are too strong for us according to the Psalms, but we are to be made stronger than they according to Torah, e.g. Exodus 23. The Psalms are a corrective key for reading Torah, illustrating how to use the power of God for maturity rather than violence.) I don't know what the red dye crimson scarlet (תוֹלַ֥עַת שָׁנִ֖י) is from. I suppose I could believe it is from doubly (שׁני) crushed shells of some sort of worm (תולע), but certainly the two words are always combined grammatically in the list where the other colours are not. The pairing occurs only in Exodus (25-28, 35, 36, 38, 39). I expect we will back up into these chapters after my tentative decisions here. Exodus 28, largely repeating parts of this chapter, is next on my lists.

Exodus 39 Fn Min Max Syll וּמִן־הַתְּכֵ֤לֶת וְהָֽאַרְגָּמָן֙ וְתוֹלַ֣עַת הַשָּׁנִ֔י עָשׂ֥וּ בִגְדֵי־שְׂרָ֖ד לְשָׁרֵ֣ת בַּקֹּ֑דֶשׁ וַֽיַּעֲשׂ֞וּ אֶת־בִּגְדֵ֤י הַקֹּ֙דֶשׁ֙ אֲשֶׁ֣ר לְאַהֲרֹ֔ן כַּאֲשֶׁ֛ר צִוָּ֥ה יְהוָ֖ה אֶת־מֹשֶֽׁה 1 And from the amethyst and the purple, and the crimson scarlet, they made pleated garments to minister in the sanctuary, and they made the garments of the sanctuary that are for Aaron, as Yahweh commanded Moses. 3d 4C 29 26 וַיַּ֖עַשׂ אֶת־הָאֵפֹ֑ד זָהָ֗ב תְּכֵ֧לֶת וְאַרְגָּמָ֛ן וְתוֹלַ֥עַת שָׁנִ֖י וְשֵׁ֥שׁ מָשְׁזָֽר 2 And he made the ephod, gold, amethyst and purple and crimson scarlet, and fine twined linen. 3c 4A 7 19 וַֽיְרַקְּע֞וּ אֶת־פַּחֵ֣י הַזָּהָב֮ וְקִצֵּ֣ץ פְּתִילִם֒ לַעֲשׂ֗וֹת בְּת֤וֹךְ הַתְּכֵ֙לֶת֙ וּבְת֣וֹךְ הָֽאַרְגָּמָ֔ן וּבְת֛וֹךְ תּוֹלַ֥עַת הַשָּׁנִ֖י וּבְת֣וֹךְ הַשֵּׁ֑שׁ מַעֲשֵׂ֖ה חֹשֵֽׁב 3 And they pummeled to foil the gold, and sundered wiring, to interleave in the midst of the amethyst, and in the midst of the purple, and in the midst of the crimson scarlet, and in the midst of the fine linen, to interleave a damask. 3d 4C 41 5 כְּתֵפֹ֥ת עָֽשׂוּ־ל֖וֹ חֹבְרֹ֑ת עַל־שְׁנֵ֥י קְצוֹתָ֖יו חֻבָּֽר 4 Shoulders they made for it as partners. On both its extremities it was partnered. 3e 4A 7 8 וְחֵ֨שֶׁב אֲפֻדָּת֜וֹ אֲשֶׁ֣ר עָלָ֗יו מִמֶּ֣נּוּ הוּא֮ כְּמַעֲשֵׂהוּ֒ זָהָ֗ב תְּכֵ֧לֶת וְאַרְגָּמָ֛ן וְתוֹלַ֥עַת שָׁנִ֖י וְשֵׁ֣שׁ מָשְׁזָ֑ר כַּאֲשֶׁ֛ר צִוָּ֥ה יְהוָ֖ה אֶת־מֹשֶֽׁה 5 The device of his ephod that was on it, was similar in its construction, gold, amethyst and purple and crimson scarlet, and fine twined linen, as Yahweh commanded Moses. 3c 4B 39 10 וַֽיַּעֲשׂוּ֙ אֶת־אַבְנֵ֣י הַשֹּׁ֔הַם מֻֽסַבֹּ֖ת מִשְׁבְּצֹ֣ת זָהָ֑ב מְפֻתָּחֹת֙ פִּתּוּחֵ֣י חוֹתָ֔ם עַל־שְׁמ֖וֹת בְּנֵ֥י יִשְׂרָאֵֽל 6 And they made onyx stones set round about in filigreed gold, carved, the carving of a seal based on the names of the children of Israel. 3e 4B 18 17 וַיָּ֣שֶׂם אֹתָ֗ם עַ֚ל כִּתְפֹ֣ת הָאֵפֹ֔ד אַבְנֵ֥י זִכָּר֖וֹן לִבְנֵ֣י יִשְׂרָאֵ֑ל כַּאֲשֶׁ֛ר צִוָּ֥ה יְהוָ֖ה אֶת־מֹשֶֽׁה 7 And he set them on the shoulder-straps of the ephod, memorial stones to the children of Israel, as Yahweh commanded Moses. 3d 4C 21 10 וַיַּ֧עַשׂ אֶת־הַחֹ֛שֶׁן מַעֲשֵׂ֥ה חֹשֵׁ֖ב כְּמַעֲשֵׂ֣ה אֵפֹ֑ד זָהָ֗ב תְּכֵ֧לֶת וְאַרְגָּמָ֛ן וְתוֹלַ֥עַת שָׁנִ֖י וְשֵׁ֥שׁ מָשְׁזָֽר 8 And he constructed the breastplate to interleave a damask like the construction of the ephod, gold, amethyst and purple and crimson scarlet, and fine twined linen. 3c 4B 18 19 רָב֧וּעַ הָיָ֛ה כָּפ֖וּל עָשׂ֣וּ אֶת־הַחֹ֑שֶׁן זֶ֧רֶת אָרְכּ֛וֹ וְזֶ֥רֶת רָחְבּ֖וֹ כָּפֽוּל 9 Four-square, it was, double they made the breastplate, a span its length, and a span its breadth, double. 3c 4B 13 11 וַיְמַלְאוּ־ב֔וֹ אַרְבָּעָ֖ה ט֣וּרֵי אָ֑בֶן ט֗וּר אֹ֤דֶם פִּטְדָה֙ וּבָרֶ֔קֶת הַטּ֖וּר הָאֶחָֽד 10 And they will fill within it four rows of stone, a row of sard, topaz, and carbuncle, the first row. 3e 4C 10 14 וְהַטּ֖וּר הַשֵּׁנִ֑י נֹ֥פֶךְ סַפִּ֖יר וְיָהֲלֹֽם 11 And the second row, emerald, sapphire, and diamond. 3e 4A 6 8 וְהַטּ֖וּר הַשְּׁלִישִׁ֑י לֶ֥שֶׁם שְׁב֖וֹ וְאַחְלָֽמָה 12 And the third row, hyacinth, agate, and amethyst. 3e 4A 6 8 וְהַטּוּר֙ הָֽרְבִיעִ֔י תַּרְשִׁ֥ישׁ שֹׁ֖הַם וְיָשְׁפֵ֑ה מֽוּסַבֹּ֛ת מִשְׁבְּצ֥וֹת זָהָ֖ב בְּמִלֻּאֹתָֽם 13 And the fourth row, beryl, onyx, and jasper, surrounded by filigreed gold in their fillings. 3d 4A 13 13 וְ֠הָאֲבָנִים עַל־שְׁמֹ֨ת בְּנֵי־יִשְׂרָאֵ֥ל הֵ֛נָּה שְׁתֵּ֥ים עֶשְׂרֵ֖ה עַל־שְׁמֹתָ֑ם פִּתּוּחֵ֤י חֹתָם֙ אִ֣ישׁ עַל־שְׁמ֔וֹ לִשְׁנֵ֥ים עָשָׂ֖ר שָֽׁבֶט 14 ~ And the stones are after the names of the children of Israel. Behold, twelve after their names, carved as seals, each after its name for the twelve sceptres. 3d 4C 23 15 וַיַּעֲשׂ֧וּ עַל־הַחֹ֛שֶׁן שַׁרְשְׁרֹ֥ת גַּבְלֻ֖ת מַעֲשֵׂ֣ה עֲבֹ֑ת זָהָ֖ב טָהֽוֹר 15 And they made links on the breastplate, borders to interleave cords, lustrous gold. 3c 4B 18 4 וַֽיַּעֲשׂ֗וּ שְׁתֵּי֙ מִשְׁבְּצֹ֣ת זָהָ֔ב וּשְׁתֵּ֖י טַבְּעֹ֣ת זָהָ֑ב וַֽיִּתְּנ֗וּ אֶת־שְׁתֵּי֙ הַטַּבָּעֹ֔ת עַל־שְׁנֵ֖י קְצ֥וֹת הַחֹֽשֶׁן 16 And they made two filigrees of gold and two rings of gold, and positioned the tworings on both extremities of the breastplate. 3e 4B 17 18 וַֽיִּתְּנ֗וּ שְׁתֵּי֙ הָעֲבֹתֹ֣ת הַזָּהָ֔ב עַל־שְׁתֵּ֖י הַטַּבָּעֹ֑ת עַל־קְצ֖וֹת הַחֹֽשֶׁן 17 And they positioned the two gold cords on both the rings, on the extremities of the breastplate. 3e 4B 19 6 וְאֵ֨ת שְׁתֵּ֤י קְצוֹת֙ שְׁתֵּ֣י הָֽעֲבֹתֹ֔ת נָתְנ֖וּ עַל־שְׁתֵּ֣י הַֽמִּשְׁבְּצֹ֑ת וַֽיִּתְּנֻ֛ם עַל־כִּתְפֹ֥ת הָאֵפֹ֖ד אֶל־מ֥וּל פָּנָֽיו 18 And the two extremities of the two cords they positioned on both the filigrees, and he positioned them on the shoulder-straps of the ephod to be in the forefront before it. 3d 4C 21 13 וַֽיַּעֲשׂ֗וּ שְׁתֵּי֙ טַבְּעֹ֣ת זָהָ֔ב וַיָּשִׂ֕ימוּ עַל־שְׁנֵ֖י קְצ֣וֹת הַחֹ֑שֶׁן עַל־שְׂפָת֕וֹ אֲשֶׁ֛ר אֶל־עֵ֥בֶר הָאֵפֹ֖ד בָּֽיְתָה 19 And they made two rings of gold that they put on both extremities of the breastplate, on its lip that was to cross over the ephod in its housing. 3d 4B 22 14 וַֽיַּעֲשׂוּ֮ שְׁתֵּ֣י טַבְּעֹ֣ת זָהָב֒ וַֽיִּתְּנֻ֡ם עַל־שְׁתֵּי֩ כִתְפֹ֨ת הָאֵפֹ֤ד מִלְמַ֙טָּה֙ מִמּ֣וּל פָּנָ֔יו לְעֻמַּ֖ת מֶחְבַּרְתּ֑וֹ מִמַּ֕עַל לְחֵ֖שֶׁב הָאֵפֹֽד 20 And they made two rings of gold to position on both the shoulder-straps of the ephod, downward from the cutting edge of its face set against its partner, above the damask of the ephod. 3e 4C 34 9 וַיִּרְכְּס֣וּ אֶת־הַחֹ֡שֶׁן מִטַּבְּעֹתָיו֩ אֶל־טַבְּעֹ֨ת הָאֵפֹ֜ד בִּפְתִ֣יל תְּכֵ֗לֶת לִֽהְיֹת֙ עַל־חֵ֣שֶׁב הָאֵפֹ֔ד וְלֹֽא־יִזַּ֣ח הַחֹ֔שֶׁן מֵעַ֖ל הָאֵפֹ֑ד כַּאֲשֶׁ֛ר צִוָּ֥ה יְהוָ֖ה אֶת־מֹשֶֽׁה 21 And they tethered the breastplate from its rings to the rings of the ephod with lace of amethyst to be above the damask of the ephod, so as not to dislocate the breastplate from the ephod, as Yahweh commanded Moses. 3d 4B 42 10 וַיַּ֛עַשׂ אֶת־מְעִ֥יל הָאֵפֹ֖ד מַעֲשֵׂ֣ה אֹרֵ֑ג כְּלִ֖יל תְּכֵֽלֶת 22 And he made the mantle of the ephod interleaved, woven, wholly of amethyst. 3d 4B 14 5 וּפִֽי־הַמְּעִ֥יל בְּתוֹכ֖וֹ כְּפִ֣י תַחְרָ֑א שָׂפָ֥ה לְפִ֛יו סָבִ֖יב לֹ֥א יִקָּרֵֽעַ 23 And the collar of the mantle in the midst of it, like the collar of a tunic. The lip to its collar round about will not be ripped. 3d 4B 11 11 וַֽיַּעֲשׂוּ֙ עַל־שׁוּלֵ֣י הַמְּעִ֔יל רִמּוֹנֵ֕י תְּכֵ֥לֶת וְאַרְגָּמָ֖ן וְתוֹלַ֣עַת שָׁנִ֑י מָשְׁזָֽר 24 And they made on the skirts of the mantle, pomegranates of amethyst and purple and twined crimson scarlet. 3e 4B 25 2 וַיַּעֲשׂ֥וּ פַעֲמֹנֵ֖י זָהָ֣ב טָה֑וֹר וַיִּתְּנ֨וּ אֶת־הַפַּֽעֲמֹנִ֜ים בְּת֣וֹךְ הָרִמֹּנִ֗ים עַל־שׁוּלֵ֤י הַמְּעִיל֙ סָבִ֔יב בְּת֖וֹךְ הָרִמֹּנִֽים 25 And they made bells of lustrous gold, and positioned the bells among the pomegranates on the skirt of the mantle round about, among the pomegranates. 3e 4C 12 28 פַּעֲמֹ֤ן וְרִמֹּן֙ פַּעֲמֹ֣ן וְרִמֹּ֔ן עַל־שׁוּלֵ֥י הַמְּעִ֖יל סָבִ֑יב לְשָׁרֵ֕ת כַּאֲשֶׁ֛ר צִוָּ֥ה יְהוָ֖ה אֶת־מֹשֶֽׁה 26 A bell and a pomegranate, a bell and a pomegranate, on the skirt of the mantle round about, to minister as Yahweh commanded Moses. 3d 4C 19 13 וַֽיַּעֲשׂ֛וּ אֶת־הַכָּתְנֹ֥ת שֵׁ֖שׁ מַעֲשֵׂ֣ה אֹרֵ֑ג לְאַהֲרֹ֖ן וּלְבָנָֽיו 27 And they made coats of fine linen, interleaved, woven, for Aaron and for his children. 3d 4B 14 7 וְאֵת֙ הַמִּצְנֶ֣פֶת שֵׁ֔שׁ וְאֶת־פַּאֲרֵ֥י הַמִּגְבָּעֹ֖ת שֵׁ֑שׁ וְאֶת־מִכְנְסֵ֥י הַבָּ֖ד שֵׁ֥שׁ מָשְׁזָֽר 28 And the turban of fine linen, and the adornment of the bonnets of fine linen, and breeches of linen, fine twined linen. 3e 4B 17 10 וְֽאֶת־הָאַבְנֵ֞ט שֵׁ֣שׁ מָשְׁזָ֗ר וּתְכֵ֧לֶת וְאַרְגָּמָ֛ן וְתוֹלַ֥עַת שָׁנִ֖י מַעֲשֵׂ֣ה רֹקֵ֑ם כַּאֲשֶׁ֛ר צִוָּ֥ה יְהוָ֖ה אֶת־מֹשֶֽׁה 29 And the waistband of fine twined linen, and amethyst and purple and crimson scarlet, to interleave with embroidery, as Yahweh commanded Moses. 3c 4B 26 10 וַֽיַּעֲשׂ֛וּ אֶת־צִ֥יץ נֵֽזֶר־הַקֹּ֖דֶשׁ זָהָ֣ב טָה֑וֹר וַיִּכְתְּב֣וּ עָלָ֗יו מִכְתַּב֙ פִּתּוּחֵ֣י חוֹתָ֔ם קֹ֖דֶשׁ לַיהוָֽה 30 And they made the blossom of the consecration of the sanctuary with lustrous gold, and they wrote on it writing carved by the seal, Holy to Yahweh. 3d 4B 15 17 וַיִּתְּנ֤וּ עָלָיו֙ פְּתִ֣יל תְּכֵ֔לֶת לָתֵ֥ת עַל־הַמִּצְנֶ֖פֶת מִלְמָ֑עְלָה כַּאֲשֶׁ֛ר צִוָּ֥ה יְהוָ֖ה אֶת־מֹשֶֽׁה 31 And positioned a lace of amethyst on it, to position above the turban, from above it, as Yahweh commanded Moses. 3d 4C 20 10 וַתֵּ֕כֶל כָּל־עֲבֹדַ֕ת מִשְׁכַּ֖ן אֹ֣הֶל מוֹעֵ֑ד וַֽיַּעֲשׂוּ֙ בְּנֵ֣י יִשְׂרָאֵ֔ל כְּ֠כֹל אֲשֶׁ֨ר צִוָּ֧ה יְהוָ֛ה אֶת־מֹשֶׁ֖ה כֵּ֥ן עָשֽׂוּ 32 And all the service of the dwelling-place of the tent of engagement was finished, and the children of Israel did according to everything that Yahweh commanded Moses. So they did. 3c 4B 13 23 וַיָּבִ֤יאוּ אֶת־הַמִּשְׁכָּן֙ אֶל־מֹשֶׁ֔ה אֶת־הָאֹ֖הֶל וְאֶת־כָּל־כֵּלָ֑יו קְרָסָ֣יו קְרָשָׁ֔יו בְּרִיחָ֖יו וְעַמֻּדָ֥יו וַאֲדָנָֽיו 33 And they brought the dwelling-place to Moses, the tent and all its vessels, its knobs, its planks, its cross-beams, and its pillars, and its sockets, 3e 4C 20 17 וְאֶת־מִכְסֵ֞ה עוֹרֹ֤ת הָֽאֵילִם֙ הַמְאָדָּמִ֔ים וְאֶת־מִכְסֵ֖ה עֹרֹ֣ת הַתְּחָשִׁ֑ים וְאֵ֖ת פָּרֹ֥כֶת הַמָּסָֽךְ 34 And the covering of the rams skins dyed red, and the covering of the dyed indigo skins, and the veil of the screen, 3e 4C 22 8 אֶת־אֲרֹ֥ן הָעֵדֻ֖ת וְאֶת־בַּדָּ֑יו וְאֵ֖ת הַכַּפֹּֽרֶת 35 The ark of the testimony, and its shafts, and the ark-cover, 3e 4A 10 6 אֶת־הַשֻּׁלְחָן֙ אֶת־כָּל־כֵּלָ֔יו וְאֵ֖ת לֶ֥חֶם הַפָּנִֽים 36 The table, all its vessels, and the bread of the presence, 3e 3g 15 אֶת־הַמְּנֹרָ֨ה הַטְּהֹרָ֜ה אֶת־נֵרֹתֶ֗יהָ נֵרֹ֛ת הַמַּֽעֲרָכָ֖ה וְאֶת־כָּל־כֵּלֶ֑יהָ וְאֵ֖ת שֶׁ֥מֶן הַמָּאֽוֹר 37 The lustrous lamp stand, its lamps, the lamps to be arranged and all its vessels, and the oil for the light, 3d 4A 25 7 וְאֵת֙ מִזְבַּ֣ח הַזָּהָ֔ב וְאֵת֙ שֶׁ֣מֶן הַמִּשְׁחָ֔ה וְאֵ֖ת קְטֹ֣רֶת הַסַּמִּ֑ים וְאֵ֕ת מָסַ֖ךְ פֶּ֥תַח הָאֹֽהֶל 38 And the altar of gold, and the anointingoil, and incense of the sweet spices, and the screen at the door of the tent, 3e 4B 22 9 אֵ֣ת ׀ מִזְבַּ֣ח הַנְּחֹ֗שֶׁת וְאֶת־מִכְבַּ֤ר הַנְּחֹ֙שֶׁת֙ אֲשֶׁר־ל֔וֹ אֶת־בַּדָּ֖יו וְאֶת־כָּל־כֵּלָ֑יו אֶת־הַכִּיֹּ֖ר וְאֶת־כַּנּֽוֹ 39 B The altar of brass, and the grate of brass for it, its shafts and all its vessels, the laver and its base, 3e 4C 24 8 אֵת֩ קַלְעֵ֨י הֶחָצֵ֜ר אֶת־עַמֻּדֶ֣יהָ וְאֶת־אֲדָנֶ֗יהָ וְאֶת־הַמָּסָךְ֙ לְשַׁ֣עַר הֶֽחָצֵ֔ר אֶת־מֵיתָרָ֖יו וִיתֵדֹתֶ֑יהָ וְאֵ֗ת כָּל־כְּלֵ֛י עֲבֹדַ֥ת הַמִּשְׁכָּ֖ן לְאֹ֥הֶל מוֹעֵֽד 40 The hangings of the court, its pillars and their sockets, and the portiere for the gate of the court, its taut strings and its tent pegs, and all the vessels of the service of the dwelling-place for the tent of engagement, 3d 4B 37 16 אֶת־בִּגְדֵ֥י הַשְּׂרָ֖ד לְשָׁרֵ֣ת בַּקֹּ֑דֶשׁ אֶת־בִּגְדֵ֤י הַקֹּ֙דֶשׁ֙ לְאַהֲרֹ֣ן הַכֹּהֵ֔ן וְאֶת־בִּגְדֵ֥י בָנָ֖יו לְכַהֵֽן 41 The garments pleated to minister in the sanctuary, the garments of the sanctuary for Aaron the priest, and the garments of his children for the priesthood, 3e 4C 11 22 כְּכֹ֛ל אֲשֶׁר־צִוָּ֥ה יְהוָ֖ה אֶת־מֹשֶׁ֑ה כֵּ֤ן עָשׂוּ֙ בְּנֵ֣י יִשְׂרָאֵ֔ל אֵ֖ת כָּל־הָעֲבֹדָֽה 42 According to everything that Yahweh commanded Moses, so the children of Israel did all the service. 3d 4C 11 14 וַיַּ֨רְא מֹשֶׁ֜ה אֶת־כָּל־הַמְּלָאכָ֗ה וְהִנֵּה֙ עָשׂ֣וּ אֹתָ֔הּ כַּאֲשֶׁ֛ר צִוָּ֥ה יְהוָ֖ה כֵּ֣ן עָשׂ֑וּ וַיְבָ֥רֶךְ אֹתָ֖ם מֹשֶֽׁה 43 And Moses saw all the lines of work, and behold they had made it. As Yahweh commanded, so they made, and Moses blessed them. 3d 4B 26 7

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