Cutting the edge of the boulder, he slowly gave it shape.
Accenting the feeling of the couple who worry about and care for each another, he sculpted.
Of course, the story had different facts from the real situation.
It’s true that Weed and Seoyoon came to the North. But they were never separated and alone by themselves. Alveron was there, as well as the Wyverns and Bingryong.
“Can’t you fight well! You powerless, useless things!”
Weed harassed Bingryong and the Wyverns, and even forced the holy priest Alveron to work. But he hid all those truths.
And, the truth didn’t end with just that. The powerless woman who stirs up the instinct to protect and the woman Seoyoon were far different from each other!
The strong female warrior who can slay just about any monster, Seoyoon.
The appearance of hungry wolves was true at least, but the reason why they cried was different.
They were crying, pleading for mercy, merely tasty food that got slaughtered for food as soon as they were seen.
Even when they came to such place, Weed adapted instead of starving to death.
“Well, art needs some ignorance of reality from time to time.”
Even if it’s a hero who saved a country from danger, he will have to go to the restroom too.
One can sculpt about how he led a war to victory, but one can’t really draw or sculpt such a scene.
Whenever Weed moved the sculpting knife, rock slithers were sliced away.
The basic form took place.
Then, Seoyoon logged in and it became morning.
Depending whether it was night or day, battles happened periodically, so Seoyoon logged in when there would be hunting.
As the sun rose and bright light filtered in from the outside of the cave, the temperature rose a bit over night.
“Then, let’s go hunting.”
With the Wyverns, Weed headed to the Valley of Death.
Hunting when the sun’s up, sculpting when the sun’s down.
Like that, the sculpture started to take form after several days.
A man and a woman were hugging each other with the expression that they were about to cry out in inexplicable sorrow.
But Weed felt it was incomplete.
“It’s not enough with only hugging each other.”
Although the couple was so close to each other, there wasn’t much feeling coming from the scene.
They were just a couple that had great sadness and pain.
Weed carefully thought what was missing.
“What would I feel if I was the man?” he asked himself.
He would be desperate and feel powerless.
Looking at the lover who was slowly dying, trying to warm her up, the man would feel very sad.
The fact that he himself could not endure any more, and that he would have to say farewell to his lover, his heart would be heavy with sadness.
Farewell and death.
He lost family members before, so he knew how much sadness it brought.
Weed decided.
“This is failed product.”
Although he worked very hard for several days, he decisively abandoned it.
When knowing that it would be a failure, he couldn’t continue to make it.
Weed started sculpting a different boulder.
This time, the couple was hugging each other again.
As if he was trying to waste his time, there was not much difference from the other one.
Even if he makes a similar sculpture, Weed’s sculpting skill wasn’t as pathetic as before, so it would raise the mastery of it a bit.
If there were any difference, the man and the woman were smiling now.
The most loving smiles they could show to one another.
“If you’re about to leave this world, you should smile. That’s the last thing you can show to the person you love.”
Weed’s parents passed away when he was small.
He saw his parents for the last time when they were going into the surgery room in the hospital.
At that time, Weed cried and cried.
He cried because it was heartbreaking.
But, no one would know how much he regretted it afterwards.
“I should’ve smiled. I should’ve shown them the best smile.”
He should’ve smiled. Shown that it’s alright, and that he would live happily with his sister and grandmother.
Not being able to do it always remained as one of his regrets.
“Yes, a smile is the best.”
Weed made the sculptures have the happiest smile toward each other.
A smile with abundant love and trust.
Still, it had a somewhat sad and ominous mood.
With their two arms, they embraced each other as much as possible, to share a little of their warm between each other, and to never separate from each other.