A Crane Among Wolves

by June Hur

He gazed at her honey-brown eyes, greenish-gray in some angles, eyes that had darkened slightly over the years. Eyes he still felt lost in. “All I desire,” he whispered, tenderly caressing her hair, “is to live a peaceful and honorable life, and above all, to be remembered well by you once I’m gone. Then in the next life, perhaps, you will not pass me by.”

Young Daehyun had not known that the prophecy of his death would not be a story of how his life would end, but of how it would begin.

However, I was reminded by readers that books that confront disturbing historical events are crucial. It is imperative to confront history because it repeats itself when ignored.

Most definitely

Thank you for not looking away.