A Crane Among Wolves

by June Hur

A MOUTH IS A DOOR THAT BRINGS IN DISASTER. A TONGUE IS A SWORD THAT CUTS OFF A HEAD. A BODY WILL BE IN PEACE AS LONG AS ITS MOUTH IS CLOSED AND ITS TONGUE IS DEEP WITHIN.

“You will not always be the wisest, nor the strongest, nor the bravest. That is why we need friends. They will guide you down the right path, no matter how dark it grows.”

“One is imprisoned by a thousand rules as a woman, and no one will explain to me why such rules exist.”

Exactly

“History moves its course, Young Mistress Iseul,” he murmured, flipping the page of his journal. He took up his calligraphy brush again. “But it is the youth who point the current in its direction.”

This reminds me of the quote from poppy war. "History moves in such vicious circles"

“But greed closes the eyes of some, turning people into wolves who throw all ethics and values to the wind.”

“Because rape is about power; it is never about desire or love,”

But a sword that has lost its heart for its master becomes but a useless object.”

“You must change the heavens. So go, daegam. Go and move the heavens for her.”

We were sisters. Two girls who shared pieces of each other, tied together by an unspoken bond, a warm feeling of attachment, that no amount of bickering could easily sever. We were sisters. Comrades born from the same womb.

We mortals exist for but a season, and yet we love as though we are bound by eternity.

then I wanted a glimpse of you. Just a glimpse. And when I saw you standing there, the woman who haunts every corner of my dreams…”

“Then I will be yours,” he confessed, his voice a soft caress, “and I shall be your ruin.”

“You would brave a life with me?” “I would brave this life,” I murmured against him, “and a thousand more.”

“You are my heart, Hwang Iseul. I’m quite certain I’ve been searching for you across lifetimes.” He then gently brushed his lips against hers. “Loving you,” he whispered, “feels like coming home.”