09-26-2018, 05:22 PM
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when i had first been looking for the typhoon, i knew nothing of its name, nor its location. i used my only knowledge i had of it: an island inhabited by tons of creatures living together almost as one. i knew nothing of my father's name; my mother had never told me before that dreadful night when she had passed due to her lung cancer. all i knew was that i was looking for home.
even though i was not as active in the typhoon as i would have liked, it felt like home, almost. korea was more home to me than here, but i also had not given myself the chance to meet everyone, to grow closer to everyone. i only knew my family, at this point. a long sigh escaped past my lips as i trotted along the island, gookmal and odeng, my two sugar gliders, clinging onto my broad shoulders.
i had begun to hear voices, and, assuming a newcomer had come, i went to investigate. approaching the small group, i made it in time to hear the wanderer introduce himself. ( two-bit was his name? that was... unique. but who was he to judge? his name had previously been crownedprince before discovering his real name. ) smiling at the other, my head dipped towards him in a bowing manner, though he was younger than me. in korea, it represented respect. "annyeonghaseyo, bits. my name is desmond roux, but i prefer to be called dessie. welcome to the typhoon, i guess." i spoke in my broken english, yet it was quite good, as i learned it when i was younger in korea from my mother.
[/td][/tr][/table]even though i was not as active in the typhoon as i would have liked, it felt like home, almost. korea was more home to me than here, but i also had not given myself the chance to meet everyone, to grow closer to everyone. i only knew my family, at this point. a long sigh escaped past my lips as i trotted along the island, gookmal and odeng, my two sugar gliders, clinging onto my broad shoulders.
i had begun to hear voices, and, assuming a newcomer had come, i went to investigate. approaching the small group, i made it in time to hear the wanderer introduce himself. ( two-bit was his name? that was... unique. but who was he to judge? his name had previously been crownedprince before discovering his real name. ) smiling at the other, my head dipped towards him in a bowing manner, though he was younger than me. in korea, it represented respect. "annyeonghaseyo, bits. my name is desmond roux, but i prefer to be called dessie. welcome to the typhoon, i guess." i spoke in my broken english, yet it was quite good, as i learned it when i was younger in korea from my mother.