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“Perhaps she...is my Elys...”
My sister, whose innocent smile was lovely
Because she was loved by God, her happiness began the moment she was born
An adorable angel who could do nothing by herself
I was envious of her, who was loved by everyone
Don't pity my clumsy self…
“-for making me feel so miserable, my sister[she] should just die...”
On a certain day, my sister ran a high fever and slept in
I'm sorry, God, that wish of mine was false
Perhaps my repentance was successful - her fever had gone down
But this time, my mother fell into the abyss of sickness
The words that my mother left behind on her deathbed were...
“-your sister[that child] is different from others, so make sure that you help her as the elder one...”
Changes plagued my life after my mother's death
Just to survive, I worked from dawn to dusk
The men in the village were very kind
But the women in the village grew colder, one after another...
We lived a poor life, but there was warmth...
“-we lived while leaning on each other's shoulders, we were pretty happy in our own ways...”
But still...why would you treat us so cruelly...tell me, God!
The child that she was blessed with...
wouldn't that child be a child of God that You have bestowed upon us, Lord?
-The night that my sister was discovered pregnant
The men of the village looked at each other and kept quiet
What tore apart the heavy silence was the sound of a slap, so loud that it made me doubt my ears
The sound of the young landlady from the atelier striking my sister's cheek...
Thieving cat...and here we felt sorry for her... we took care of her...ingrate...
-fragmented memories...judgmental insults...
Ah...what is this woman yapping about? How disgusting
A vision stained scarlet. The taste of bitter earth and rust. Arguments that fly above her head. Words of anger from the priest.
Purity...contract with a devil...seed of disasters...Lady Maria's...no one...Gabriel... burn her at the stake!
“Ah...so you are the true demons!”
-and...my sister said “Thank you” at the end...
How much have heartless words and heartless actions hurt her?
But because...she's a gentle girl...she’ll forgive everything, yes, everything...
“But I'll never forgive...”
“If this world is nothing but a replacement for paradise,
then all sinful ones should return to ashes!”
-a barefooted girl, wearing a frozen smile on her face
Wavering flames, she stared at the [Masked Man] beyond the darkness...
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