Feelings that bloom within the accumulating senses. Waves in the mind like the ocean. Mind-blowing brightness like the moonlight. The tumultuous silence. Immovable travel. Sylvie's son John, who was sleeping on his right side with his ribs, nodded slightly. Dasan put one leg and hand on top and stuck further. Dasan took his right hand from under his head and hugged the baby. Its silky back scanned.
Jan has a lot of attachment to Dasan and will walk behind Dasan like a puppy. Whether bathing or shopping, he will continue to do so. He will also sleep. When he returned from the sea, he picked up John and began to drink. After the old woman's house was destroyed in the sea, Dasan gave his hut to Sylvie. He built another hut on the sand dune for himself with the help of friends.
He was lying on a reed mat in the yard of the hut. The gentle breeze crawled over him. His eyelids twitched at the weight of it. It was as if he was dissolving in the air. The use of imagination traveled at will— One of the rafters joins the shore. From there Dasan jumps into the wave. Pulling the tree to the shore. He auctions off his favorite fish. John runs to him like a crab.
She picks him up and carries him to her hut. Sylvie is standing in the doorway with a sunflower-faced flower. Her face glows golden in the evening sun. In the breeze her cheek darkens and the scroll moves. She grunts at him with loving eyes .... He hears a voice, and his imagination dissipates. He opened his eyes startled. Sylvie was standing like an angel by his collar. He sat up straight. "Snow paste, will you pick up the boy?" She asked quietly.
Behind her, the moon was floating like a golden bowl in the sea. Its light shone gold on the edges of his body. He knelt down. Moving on she came forward. Suddenly she hugged his thighs and vomited, burying her face. Sylvie forcibly brushed him off and then ran to the cottage. She slammed the door She shut up. The edge of the moon that cast the last ray of light dissolved and disappeared into the sea. The light that had been scattered on it was also fading. Dasan was frozen to his knees in the sand. 'Sylvie came out a few minutes later and she cried.
